On September 6, 2003, Sean and I made it official.
It was a small wedding in his parents’ backyard in Kingston. The site was spectacular and it was a perfect sunny September day:
We said our vows (which we wrote) between the two magnificent willow trees. The groom was handsome in his uniform:
My mother-in-law’s talented book club provided the gorgeous flowers:
I can’t document an event without a picture of the bar:
We swayed to Etta James’ At Last for the first dance and later, we shimmied to You Can Leave Your Hat On:
The night was straight out of a fairy tale. The full moon came out and shone a spectacular display on the water--an auspicious beginning to a new life:
Happy Anniversary, my love. May there be many more.