Two things I forgot to mention about yesterday: during my morning break, Travalon and I went to the dock and saw the green heron fly to our neighbor's boat lift. It was posing so perfectly, and Travalon wondered if it would still be there if he ran home to grab his good camera. I said the odds were about 30%, but look - it was still there!
The second thing I forgot to mention yesterday is that when we walked on Governor's Island, we saw the big party boat Midnight Splash. This is relevant because today we went for a walk on Governor's Island, and we could hear loud, thumping bass, so I said Midnight Splash must be out there. We didn't see it, but I thought maybe the music was coming closer, so we sat by the water for a bit. Finally we gave up and drove by where Midnight Splash is docked... and there it was, obviously not out for a cruise. I thought nobody ever used it, because it always seemed to be docked, but now that I've been walking on Governor's Island, I see it gets taken out on weekdays.
On the way home from the walk, I saw these wild sunflowers growing in a spot where I've never seen them before.
I also found this rock with an indentation in it that looks like a mushroom.
After our walk, we headed to a hunting lodge called Milford Hills for the wedding of the daughter of Travalon's high school buddy; it was a beautiful setting in the rolling hills with lots of forest around and an overlook with lots of bluejays around. We heard an unusual bird call, and while my bird call ID app acknowledged that it was a bird, it couldn't identify it.
The wedding itself was outside and took less than ten minutes because all it consisted of was the procession and then the vows. God was not mentioned at all. Like the daughter of his other high school buddy, this bride also had a Polaroid camera that we were supposed to use to take a photo of ourselves for a scrapbook.
I love how this photo looks like it's from the 80's. Another thing just like the other wedding: the bridal party came into the reception in pairs, like they walked down the aisle, and each pair did a silly thing, like pretending to pitch and hit a baseball with the bouquet or pretending to walk right into each other by accident. Is this a thing now? I don't remember that in weddings of my generation. While Travalon and I were dressed all tropical, since it's still warm out, everyone else wore autumn colors. The bridesmaids wore pumpkin-colored dresses, and the groomsmen wore pumpkin-colored ties. The mothers of the bride and the groom wore dresses in exactly the same shade of plum, and all the other guests wore muted, earthen tones. Was there something on the invitation that I didn't know about? It's still summer till tomorrow.
We were at Table 8, with the father, mother, and sister of the bride from earlier this summer. (She couldn't come because of another wedding.) The tables went up to the buffet in numerical order, and we were horrified to see people with plates piled high with more food than they could possibly eat and, sure enough, by the time it was our turn, some of the food was completely gone. I ended up eating mostly vegetarian ravioli, but to be fair, it was delicious. And there was even another table after us! Then Travalon and I watched as plates were cleared away, and people left tons of food on their plates. And yes, we were very much judging. Sometimes I just hate humanity. When you know there are a lot of people coming after you, how can you take way more food than you need?? What is wrong with people??
Dessert was a strange affair too: slices of apple that you could put toppings on like it was a sundae. Huh? We did split a serving, and it was okay, but I'd never serve such a thing myself. I did have a lot more fun once the dancing started, and we got glow sticks to wave around as we danced. For whatever reason it was only women dancing, and Travalon took the time to catch up with his buddies. The first few songs were Earth, Wind and Fire, so I was in heaven, waving my glow stick around under the colorful lights on the dance floor. I danced for almost an hour, but then the music was less my style, and we were getting tired, so we headed home just a little too late for Night Prayer. And was I ever grateful for those earplugs I got at the previous wedding! While I loved the DJ's choice in music, I didn't love his choice in volume.
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