Sarah and Andy

Happy Valley, OR. (OK, I’m writing this early Saturday morning  because I couldn’t get a strong wireless signal.)Rehearsal day. Early rise with the dogs barking wanting to get outside to do their doodie. By then everyone was up and ready to go, sort of. Wash the car is the first order of the day. Weeks of pine sap and sticky wiper blades removed and the car, minus the dent, looks presentable.

Picked up my friend Paul at his motel. He generously accepted my “invitation” to photograph the “wedding of the decade.” We drove out to the farm so I could supervise the tent building. No one showed up for about an hour so Paul and I went to lunch in Happy Valley. It was a pleasant lunch where we caught up on school stuff. He and I worked at the same high school in San Francisco.  By the time we got back, the tent guys had started the construction. The clouds during the day looked ominous and I just hope that Saturday dawns with a little sun. I actually like cloudy days, must be the Irish in me.

The rehearsal for the wedding started about 15 minutes late and we ran through it a couple of times. The ceremony itself will be held out in a field on the farm with Mt. Hood in the distance (if we can see it through the mist). The wedding party will come out of the forest two at a time to an acoustic guitar. We practiced it twice and it turn out OK unless I trip and fall and take Sarah with me. The”dry run” was punctuated with enough humor so that the enormity of the event was pushed into the background. It was followed by a bar-b-q of hot dogs and vegi-burgers. The whole thing was quite pleasant. As I write this early Saturday morning I can see blue skies through the clouds and the promise of a sunrise with a real sun.

It’s quiet now but I know that soon the whole pace of the day will pick up and become frantic leading up to 4 pm and the actual real life no more talking and planning ceremony. I better get myself together, find my pants and shirt and try and look pretty. More later…probably Sunday morning.

and so it goes…