Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Well Folks,
Another week come and gone. Another story to tell. Another week of failures and triumphs.
As usual, I shall let the pictures tell the tale.
As always,
Love in Christ Jesus,
Michael & Rebekah Thomas
(and baby too)

Celebration for marriage

Last Sunday, our family went to Marriage Celebration at the Aldrich Mansion 

Meeting friends

Some activities before the celebration kicks off

Amazing grounds!

There is just something about the New England sea side that is so peaceful

Seaside beauty (ok, maybe a little cliche, but it works)

Soujorn Music (Great up beat music with the solid Isaac Watts lyrics of yester year)

The Thomsens gather their victuals

After a brief moment ...

We gather ours. Farm fresh yogurt with fresh hand picked blueberries. Aye! It's a "marriage" of two great flavors. ;-)

Paul is interviewed by the Providence Journal (Read the full article here)

Protesters outside the gate

Those who stand inside the gate

Watching her mom & daddy's stand

"So, why are we here again?"

Well we certainly aren't here just to take pictures!

 “I came because I love God. I love my family. And I love my wife,” said Thomsen, a Warren native who now lives in Mansfield, Mass., with his wife of 21 years, Lori. "    ~ Providence Journal


Off to see the wedding the wedding, the wedding!

Work clean up

And we are off, and stopped already to eat food

"Will we EVER get there?"

Getting the blood flowing

Hurricane Bill

Lulled into a peaceful slumber

Wedding preparation

And who might have prepared such a repast?

One of our lovely hostesses

Enjoying the dinner

Wedding preparation? Well ... why not? The young men must get their wiggles out.

At last ... no more wiggles

With sarcastic shouts of "Fight in the kitchen" we were booted out of the living room and decided to settle our differences in a more civilized manner

Skills 1

Skills 2

Wedding prep begins in earnest

"Why do they do that?"

It always gets worse before it gets better

Preparing quite the treat

See. Told ya!

Somehow, I can't help but think that that's cheating!

Lining up my shot

"No I'm not a pool shark, but I play one on my blog"

Mr. Tumnus's forgotten adopted son, stands by the once famous lamp in the woods. But of course, they don't teach such history in today's schools.

Coming too, I recover from my day dreams. After all, Mr. Tumnus's forgotten son did look a bit like Micaiah


Grounds preparation

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The wedding at last

Melanie's Art

A brief moment of prelude 

Hark, the bride walks before us.

... and there stands the groom waiting to receive her.

"The friends have made themselves ready"

I do ...

A feast is spread before us ...

While the guests are fed, the formals are put together


Have you smiled enough! Nope! Just when you thought we've said cheese enough. 

The photographer says "line up again"

Proud relatives join stead

The wedding party comes forward

The cameras shoot away as ...

For the first time in history, the new couple arrives before us Mr. & Mrs. Kemmerer

To a true scientist the world is a laboratory

A restful pause

A peaceful pause broken

Art ~ Share the love


Art ~ The toast

Melanie watches ...

The couple's first dance


Another newlywed couple

"Hey look! There's a-nother!"

The nother

Brother & sister

My dancing dandy daddy

Where did he learn those moves?

"Oh no! I can't hold it in!!!"

My feet just won't stop!

Look out Eleventy Seven!

The cake is cut!

Ooh! That didn't work out too well.

So they kiss and make up.

Resting for a moment

Siblings final stand


As the sun begins to set low, the assemblage gathers to wish the couple farewell

Micaiah perfects his aim

And here they are!

"Good bye! Good bye!" "Think they'll make it?" "It'll take a miracle."

Hard to think this would of been them 30 years ago.

The Art of Fire


Forget the art, just go for friendship

Bekah's Art

"Willows whiten, aspens quiver, 
Little breezes dusk and shiver 
Through the wave that runs for ever 
By the island in the river 
Flowing down to Camelot. 
Four grey walls, and four grey towers, 
Overlook a space of flowers, 
And the silent isle imbowers 
The Lady of Shalott." Tennyson

Into the night the two of them dance
to give their feet a break there is not a chance

Of course, once we get back to the house late at night, there's only ONE thing to do, download pictures and relive the moment all over again!

Well folks, that's all for now!
Y'all come back again, ya hear?