Sweating it out under high humidity. Watching columns of dark clouds traverse the sky. Darting from one building to the next as it rains sideways. Cleaning up after the birds in the barn. Trying to keep the tent tied down. All the while maintaining the most amazing sense of humour. Staying positive. Looking forward to the ceremony. To the party. Watching smiles grow wider as each guest arrives. The number of embraces multiplying. Don't sweat the small stuff. Enjoy everything else. That's the best thing you can do.
It was 32C the night before. Full sun and the slightest of breezes. Clouds moved in overnight, heralding the rain that would arrive in the early morning. I arrived to Shobac Cottages as the fog retreated along the coast and the rain started to fall. The air was heavy and the temperature hadn't dropped much overnight. That said the surrounding landscape was beautiful. Thick grey clouds on top of lush green pasture. Pink and white apple blossoms peaking out from behind weathered barn board. The humidity didn't last for long - an afternoon breeze whipped itself into strong gusts of wind that steadily drove the temperature into the single digits. That's life on the East Coast - just wait a few minutes if you hate the weather.
The one constant in all of this were those who had descended on Shobac for a wedding weekend. Those who had congregated on the lawn for the ceremony and moved to the round barn for the reception. Those who put friends and family above all else and danced into the night.
Thank you, friends. It's always a pleasure to visit this part of the province for a wedding. Even more so when a tyrannosaurus rex is invited.