
Cranwell Estate Wedding // the Berkshires
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
e.e. cummings
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
e.e. cummings
We are here for a moment. Living it together. Breathing the same air. Walking the same path.
Loving. To the moon and back.
Liri & Paul’s wedding day was marked by those present, living deeply and fully, gathered under the canopy of family and tradition. Absence was also there, the absence of a sister, of wives and husbands, of parents and grandparents and of friends who walked this same path of loving before Paul and Liri. Whose footsteps (visible and invisible) guided them here.
For a day, let’s make all of this visible. Cut the cake, sing the songs, throw the money! And just love, love, love.
A boat ride built for two, in your father’s wooden canoe.
A clear and mild summer day to marry your best friend.
And a spectacular rainstorm outside the tent just as your friends and family poured onto the dance floor.
Congratulations Kristin & Reid.
May you always remember what it felt like to take that wedding day trip in the wooden canoe.
Allison and Jesse, married where the land meets the sea.
Here are the glasses, lined up in rows, waiting for the guests. And here are the guests waiting for you.
Your parents have prepared you for this day, and they are here holding your hand or holding your thoughts for a time. They are in the room with you and they are in a photograph with you.
In this moment we have all the time in the world, but even now the day is turning to dusk.
And evening has come but the dancing has just begun.
Dane & Allison gathered friends and family, near and far, to South Carolina for their classic spring wedding at Magnolia Plantation. The couple vacationed many years in Charleston and Folly Beach with Dane’s late mother. They carried her memory with them, in the sunlight and the warmth, and the among the orchids and the azaleas.
A reading from their wedding, from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman:
“This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
Congratulations to my dear friend and beautiful bride, and to the good man she now calls her husband. How lucky am I to have spent these sacred and quiet moments with you on your wedding day.