Wedding Celebration

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose Worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom:

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

—"Sonnet 116" by William Shakespeare

My brother is now married—MARRIED! It just doesn't seem possible, but he is! Yep, I'm old now. It's true. I snapped this shot while we were waiting for the ceremony to begin. The old country church at Tannehill (built in 1905) was decorated beautifully with white hydrangeas. Oh, it was gorgeous—so charming and fresh! There were these beautiful vases lining the altar in the front, and I had to capture it with the sunlight filtering in from one of the side windows. Can't you just feel the freshness of Spring wafting over you?