The Wedding Tent is ready.
Family and friends are assembling.
Emily and Nick join hands. The wedding ceremony is beautiful.
The bride is hugging everyone. Everyone is hugging the bride. The cameras are rolling.
Everyone had a camera and everyone was snapping away. Here is Christina photographing me photographing her. We are all wanting to capture this moment forever. I was reminded of a song from the delightful, satirical musical Little Mary Sunshine. I was mis-remembering some of the lyrics of Every Little Nothing, sung by the wise old woman character. My ‘ revised’ lyrics fit my mood. Every little moment means a precious little moment/if we make it gay. Every little moment means a precious little moment/but it cannot stay. For every little moment has its moment/then it flies away. Every little moment means a precious little moment/take it while you may.
Many branches of the family have gathered to admire the beautiful couple.
Do you imagine they might be thinking of future weddings?
An important wedding ritual. The wedding cake. The bride and groom fed each other daintily. Thank heaven.
Then let the dancing begin. Conga!
The golden afternoon was drawing to a close, but the bride and groom walked across the meadow, perhaps thinking of all the precious little moments that await them, even as these fly away.
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