I was all ready to snark about the crazy dancin’ at the Cajun Wedding we attended this weekend. (See previous post.) And, while we did have some great dancin’, the scenery and the overall event captivated me. Let me state for the record that I absolutely love my heritage. I’m blessed to be Cajun and married to a Cajun (I forgive him the 1/2 Yankee of his mother as she is a strict convert for over 60 years). This wedding was everything that is great about being Cajun….great people, great food, great love, great fun, great atmosphere.
To properly describe the event, I’ll start with this picture.
This is the lovely bride and groom saying their vows under one of the many stately live oak trees that surrounded us. A thunderstorm was threatening but never did deliver. It was an atypically nice May evening of temperatures in the high ’70’s and a light breeze off the water. Oh yeah, we were on the water….
Right after the ceremony, the clouds cleared and the most amazing sunset took place. We all stood around in awesome wonder watching the gorgeous ending of a wonderful day. Here are a few shots I captured of the sunset.
The structure in the water is an old chimney from a house that was once on the grounds. This is on Lake Peignur where, about 15 years ago an oil drilling rig punctured the salt dome causing the lake to drain rapidly, taking in many buildings and much of the grounds. Rip Van Winkle Gardens on Jefferson Island has been refurbished but some of the land will never be reclaimed.
This is Mr. D’s baby brother and his lovely wife watching their eldest son take his vows. They are the proud parents of six (yes, good Catholics).
The D family is very proud of their “D”….so much so that the flower girl had to work double time.
The sunset was absolutely fabulous and glorious and all of those adjectives that you can think of to describe awesome. Here are a few pictures to describe it.
There was music and lots of it. Some beautifully sung during the ceremony by a 17 year old neice who will be attending the Boston Conservatory in the fall. The rest supplied by a very nimble DJ. All of the cursory favorites were included, but somehow that’s not what I wanted to post about. This was a beautiful event that reminded me of the wonderful culture and heritage that my husband and I come from. So, I’ll only include one song in this post and it was the choice for the first dance of the married couple….
Nightfall didn’t end the party and under the stately oaks, a wonderful sparkler display lit up the dark to welcome another set of lovers into the world.