Charlie and I were throwing our wedding party down in Dorset. Rather than writing something new this morning, I’ve been enjoying just thinking about what really was one of the happiest days ever …..
Funny how time changes. This year, it’s been the quietest weekend ever; I’ve been down on the Isle of Wight, which was stuck in a low grey cloud for most of the weekend, helping Mum & Dad sort through ‘stuff’. Piles and piles and piles of stuff. It’s been really good fun but quite hard work for all, involving long trips down memory lane for Mum and Dad, shorter trips to the skip for things no longer for keeping, and making new piles of stuff for the charity shop. All of which was lovely but not entirely the subject of a photo essay!
I can’t believe how quickly time is flying. On one level, the wedding party seems like a few weeks ago, really. On another level, how did we get to half way through July already? But roll on August – holiday time…. Charlie and I are heading to Dorset for the better part of the month. We can’t wait… but I still hope the sun comes out.
Have a great week ahead.