Everyone wants to see wedding photos. I have a few up on Flickr, compliments of my girl/our reverend Bee (scroll past the pictures of the handbags…):

More a-comin’. Maybe not lots more, but we should be able to put a few together for the world at large. You can also see two more here and here, compliments of Kat, my oldest friend on the planet. I cried when she showed up — no joke.

The ceremony was very, very me. You see, get me in a relaxed state, and I get a little goofy. And being a consummate ritualist (if I do say so myself, ahem), such ceremonies are where I’m most comfortable. So when it started raining when my sister started the Yeats-ian part of the program, hey, who am I to bug out?

Apparently the sun came out again when we kissed, but I was too blissed out to notice.