10 August 03
The Marriage Of The Place Bloggers
What we did today: rose before dawn, heard curlews in the field (Numenius americanus), drove to a hilltop above Winters, had our hair done by Pica’s sister, watched friends and relatives gather, processed down towards a maypole structure to a fiddler’s hornpipe, professed our vows (see left), got enveloped by rose petals and love, and became husband and wife.
After the potluck brunch, the calamitĂ©. Pica was dancing a merry jig entitled “The Bride’s Favorite” when a loud snap almost stopped the festivities — Pica suspected her Achilles’ tendon was no longer functioning. No tandem exit for the bride and groom today. A trip to the hospital confirmed her suspicions. We await more news following an MRI tomorrow morning.
We are in good spirits and can’t complain about the number of attentive friends, relatives, and complete strangers!
This was a wedding of place. We invoked the watershed and gave the birders present the task of finding a golden eagle, a totem bird for us. They were successful after the accident! Both Pica and Numenius saw the bird.
We will be uploading photos from the wedding to a gallery here. [note, August 20: many more have been added…]
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I’m really happy that the golden eagle was found. That’s a great omen. What to make of the achilles tendon? It’s all in the name after all. Could it be a reminder to remember your weaknesses and to honor them as you enter this marriage?
Friends of mine were married last year and some wind knocked down some of the flowers on the altar. Michael Meade said that it’s good when there are mistakes in the wedding, because then they won’t occur in the marriage. So, I guess your tendon is a blessing in that respect.
Oh! It hurts to think about. I send my best to you Pica, and my blessings and happiness to both of you on your wonderful union.
May the sun always shine on you, wherever you are, together.
Love,Lisa
hugs&kisses,
And Pica, don’t be stoic about that tendon: sit as much as possible, let it take as long as it needs to fix itself. (Speaking as the loving spouse of a very stubborn woman with a sprained ankle… the thing about an Achilles tendon injury is that it really styx with you…
Denise xo