The Garden of Eden

It’s still spring. It will still be spring when the sweaty nights begin to feel like summer but, for the time being, it’s spring and feels like spring. Since we work outside most of the time, that’s a pretty important distinction.

There were bugs, yes, noseeums and mosquitoes but the family had thoughtfully provided an array of bug killing options so they didn’t trouble us much.






It was perfectly still when we arrived; our chit-chat, laughter and lifting-grunting the only sounds. Well, there were birds. And we were alone: before the wedding coordinators, the florists, the musicians, the photographers, the caricature artist… the guests.

It picked up, the musicians began to strum and sing, the florists prettied up the place, the wedding coordinator organized, guests trickled in, fires were lit, steak and grouper sizzled on the grill, the sun set, liquor was poured and the party was on.

But for a short time, this little corner of paradise had been all our own.

Thanks to H&M Tent and Party Rentals, Christina Gillon, Fete Events, Nouveau Flowers