Second Spring Wedding

I will write more about our second spring wedding adventure at a later time.  Back in March, at the first spring wedding adventure, I wrote a blog post that covers some of the territory of this week's wedding too:  "My spouse's sister's youngest child is getting married this week-end, and her older child will get married in May. I think that this wedding will be the first of the next generation that I've attended. Wait, that's not true. I went to the weddings of both children of my grad school friends who moved to England, in part because she was from there, in part because medical care was better/easier there. But I am almost sure this is the first wedding of grown ups whom I held when they were babies."

This time, it was the oldest child getting married.  I remember the morning of her birth, getting the phone call in my grad school apartment from my father-in-law, who was also at this wedding which happened last night.

This time, wedding travel took us to the high mountain country near Boone, NC--spectacular scenery, very rainy weather, fog rolling in, winding dirt/mud roads.

I am sitting in a tiny cabin in near dark, and I'm always surprised at how hard it is for me to work on the computer lit only by the light of the computer.  I'm fine reading online stuff with no other light, but writing a blog post feels hard.  Or maybe it's the tiredness that makes it hard, the existing outside of my normal routines. 

Let me record a line that came to me this morning, which may find its way into a poem at some point:  "I am the bartender without a corkscrew."