ESP, I’m afraid I don’t know what ‘necking’ the tequila would be! I am aware of ‘necking’ (having done some of that) but how would I do that with a tequila shot? Maybe I just haven’t met the right tequila yet? But it sounds great – I relish any opportunity to neck, so why not tequila?
Your wedding was under a weeping willow? How poignant and lovely! I understand completely about the tree demanding it – I felt that way when Jan and I got married. We did it very quickly – after 13years of togetherness one day we just decided it was the day – and I immediately knew where we would be wed … There was a tree in the Los Angeles County Arboretum whose branches swept down to the ground and created the most amazing chapel – my friends and I had created a garden under it’s branches a few years before for a garden show, and the tree had bewitched me. On the day of our marriage, a pagan priestess from the dessert met us by the tree and we said our vows to a chorus of peacocks and assorted birdies. Love those imposing, majestic trees that tell you what to do. They are ALWAYS right!
XO!

Hey there James! The blue shoes are pretty fly, right? That is my pal Clay, who is an LA Sartorialist. There aren’t many, so your respect is targeted in the right place – he’s also been known to wear a pink searsucker jacket without irony.
hey, I had the BEST bbq sauce EVER the other day – and the cook wouldn’t give me the recipe, even when I turned on the charm. Maybe I scared him, now that I think about it.
XO!

I don’t know the people… but I respect the blue shoes.

Just sayin’…

Clark

I said my vows under a massive weeping willow that engulfed everybody, it created it’s own natural “stage”, our own private wedding den! We had no plan to do it there, the willow just insisted it seems.
Ah the magic of gardens, they all have it.
ESP.

Hey sweet Laura! Yes, me and tequila – we had FUN! And it was a glorious event. I love that so many of you have your cherished memories in magnificent outdoor spaces – it confirms my suspicion – God loves Gardens. Whatever ‘God’ means, gardens is where that energy likes to party! Am I right?
And considering HBF, I wouldn’t take another wedding off the table! Hubba hubba!

Petal, Dear! Come! See the beauty! Then I can go up to Vancouver and check out the amazing beauty there! This was one of those times when everything came together to create perfection – the people, the setting, the food & drink (’cause that’s important!), and the love. It was all there in the right amounts to make for wedding magic! Next time there’s a garden wedding down here, I’ll ask you to be my date!

Anna Maria! Thank you for those lovely words! I must confess to sneaking onto your blog, and I was mesmerized! I added a link to you immediately – we must be blog friends!

Hi Susan! You + me = mutual admiration society! XO!

Expat – wow! A wedding in the woods sounds incredibly beautiful and full of emotion! You found a natural church (eee! I just got the shivers!). There are those places where the air is thicker, somehow … full of power – and the deep woods are like that! How AMAZING!!!

A Winter Wedding! Loree, your special day must have been out of this world. I dream of me and Jan doing a re-commitment ceremony in some beautiful snowy location! I can practically see your wedding and the stars and the fire – and I can almost taste the wine! You Winter Bride, you – how very chic and iconoclastic! I LOVE it! Again, we are brain twins!