A Wedding Dress

 

The rain finally arrived mid-afternoon.  We have been waiting for it to come, all day, and it is cooling things down nicely.  The ground will welcome some moisture for a change.

This photo is of the land behind our home.  It is designated to become a road, but at the moment is being left to simply grow.

I’ve been doing some genealogy research today, and discovered a newspaper article about my mother-in-law’s wedding.  Wow, they really knew how to describe things back then (it was 1939).  She wore “a graceful gown of ivory chenille marquisette over taffeta, cut on slim-fitting classical lines.  The skirt, which was edged with narrow pleated tulle, merged into a court train.  The bodice, which was fashioned with a heart-shaped neckline trimmed by a sprig of orange blossom on either side, was softly shirred, and long sleeves, slightly gathered on the shoulders, finished in points at the wrists.  Her beautifully embroidered tulle veil, worn over the face on entering the church, was held in place with a high coronet of orange blossom, and fell to form a second train.  A trailing bouquet of pink and white roses, arranged with maidenhair fern, was carried.  The Church was beautifully arranged with pale pink camellias, jonquils, and fern.”

I have a photo of her in her wedding gown, and I think she looks absolutely stunning.

This convolvulus was seen one day when out walking.  It is a terribly invasive weed, but I do like the intense blue of its flowers.

Have a great day 😊

Margaret.