Good morning my lovely friends! Happy Tuesday to you all!
I'm here to share a postcard with you and photos of a wedding we were privileged to be invited to last Saturday. I'm warning: it's photo heavy, but you don't mind that, do you? Just settle down with your favorite drink and enjoy.
I will be linking up with Elizabeth with T for Tuesday where we all share something that has a drink in it.
Here is my postcard:
It's called (not surprisingly) Russian Beauty. It was painted by V.Nagornov, based on an original painting by K.Makovsky "Kissing Bowl". Well, it does not look like a bowl to me but I'm sure there is something drinkable in there. Perhaps some hot coffee or tea... I hope this qualifies.
Saturday my DH and I were invited to a wedding. Our neighbour's daughter, Anais, got married to a young man from the village Jesús. (Yes, Jesús is a normal boys' name here in Spain). They have already been living together in the village for 8 years and now she has a permanent job, they are tying(have I spelt that right? I don't have an English spell checker) the knot. The photographer was busy taking pictures at her father's house, so I took advantage and clicked away. Isn't she beautiful?
Their little dog is called Fiona, and was also dressed up!
Here is Anais with the photographer:
The young people decided they would play a practical joke on the bride groom and Anais' cousin dressed up as a bride. (I'll explain in a minute what they did):
The wedding was to be held outside in the garden:
When all the guests had gathered, a large tractor with a chair on the front drove up with the bride... (her dad is a farmer)
Everyone applauded, and the groom looked at her eagerly only to realize that it was a fake bride!!
Here comes the real bride! On horse back!
This is the lovely horse she rode:
Andalusians love their horses. Dressage is something they are particularly good at here. This horse is saddled in a typical country way that everybody uses here. I'm sure they also have leather saddles, but here out in the sticks they do it like this.
The bride was 'given away' by her father and the groom by his mother. (I don't know if this is the custom.) No bridesmaids, only a couple of witnesses.
We then went to the restaurant,
where there were drinks and canapés and eventually a meal. The wedding cake had all sorts of figures on them depicting something from their lives. But the main figures were Shrek and Princess Fiona that obviously had a special meaning for them and they cut the cake with a sword.
There was dancing afterwards. My DH was wearing his kilt, which caused a bit of a stir, with the usual requests to know what he was wearing underneath. The answer is: nothing. But he has had problems with drunken young ladies at weddings before so for weddings he wears boxershorts under his kilt, just to avoid embarrasment.
We had a really lovely day. I hope you liked the photographs.
A happy T-Day everyone!