We’re so tired today we can scarcely function, but we had a great time, the weather cooperated, the garden was in bloom, and Jane has pictures of the cake and the garden.
It was a very good day…
by CJ | May 18, 2014 | Journal | 22 comments
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Still so excited for you both! Can’t wait to see the pictures.
It all looks absolutely lovely!
Pictures please. Now is the time to be a slug … lounge around in jammies, sit in sun, sip on something refreshing.
I am so happy for the two of you. Both for your wonderful day and for the peace of mind you now have.
Congratulations!
Hear about your work in the backyard, usually see the “disaster” of construction or demolition, but this is very nice, indeed.
Just to the right of the Wisteria seat, is that a rhody? Daphnoides, perhaps?
BTW, if that’s “yellow flag iris” at/in the pondside, care in how you dispose of it might be warranted. It’s been declared an official “noxious weed” in Oregon for clogging waterways.
Where is cake? We was promised cake! 😉
Oh! Cake is next set. Yummy, yummy.
That’s cultivated fancy iris. The yellow by the lotus pond is tulip. And none of our ‘waterways’ communicate with the river system as a whole.
The cake—it can now be revealed, had many layers in each tier. The bottom tier was spice cake with vanilla buttercream, the top tier ditto; and the middle tier is chocolate with raspberry jam between its layers. The boys’ cake is coconut cake with fudge icing. We are saving the top spice cake section for the anniversary.
The entire cake is covered in buttercream: the cake maker is so skilled with buttercream it looks like fondant, but unlike many fondants, is readily edible…
The middle tier is for me. Yum! It sounds a bit like a black forest cake.
Wow, fooled me!
Congratulations to you both and what a lovely garden to explore and stroll through! It represents much blood, sweat but I hope not tears.
The New York Times has an article in its Home and Garden section saying that Americans are no longer buying shrubs and small trees. If that is so, then the two of you (and myself and my spouse too) are happily out of fashion… and perhaps maintaining the nursery market single-handedly!
My comments are over at Jane’s blog. You two are so, so fortunate to have each other. How beautiful that garden is and how wonderful the festivities, the arts displayed, and the fine company to join you.
That wall/fence is awfully good looking too! 😉 Never seen that before.
Portland went marriage-happy Monday!
How does everyone feel about being part of a semi-public slideshow with just our board names showing? I am obviously for it!
Yes, I was thinking the same thing. It would be lovely to see all of us virtual guests, if CJ and Jane are up to it and none of our fellow guests object.
It’s also a guestbook we will treasure.
And a silly thing that happened…I managed, during the ‘reception’ part of things, to trip on a Champagne cork…well, actually, I stepped on the squishy thing, tried to recover in all those long and very heavy robes (you’ll have to see when we get the pix)—and, skater-fashion, decided not to fight going down when I caught my toe while catching my balance in those new not-flat sandals: just dropped to hands and knees, and skinned my knees on the backside of the bling on the outfit—a minor owie. But the neat part was—the jolt cured the sciatica that’s been with me the last 6 months. The knees are sore, but not like sciatic pain (lower back, that manifests usually in the hip or upper leg)…Cured it! It’s the sort of thing a chiropractor usually takes many sessions to get rid of. So I’m gimping about a bit with knees scuffed up like a 6-year-old’s, but the back is also like a six-year-old’s, much, much better!
So both the dress and the damage had a silver lining!
Pretty well! Not everyone can do a pratfall with a champagne cork—nearly did it again out front (without a Champagne cork) coming down some garden steps, and I can officially say the new shoes (I rarely buy new shoes) were somewhere in the mix: the sole is a kind of grippy soft rubber that grabbed my pants hem on the other leg and I would have fallen except for Jane—I will tell you, my knees are sore enough for one event! I am very glad not to have gone down today…
I think what happened was stepping on the spongyfat Champagne cork, recoiling to recover balance, and having the toe of the other foot snag on the fabric as I recovered—perfect 1-2 move. But the sciatica did benefit!
Happy One Week + One Day Anniversary!