Well, this weekend I’ve had a chance to try on my new hat, which to my relief didn’t turn up to be a real “try-on”, for as soon as the church service finished and all of our crowd cheerfully galloped outside for the “great outdoor fun” – picture taking, the weather suddenly decided to take care of our head gear for us. The wind was so strong that we had our bride almost kidnapped by him. (That day I’ve learnt that one should be very careful choosing their all-weather wedding dress, tho not that I’ll ever need to use this knowledge).
So, the Wind was so persistent to take of our hats, that eventually my brand new hat ended up in a bag instead of my head. Oh, well, it wasn’t for nothing, that I never wanted hat in the first place [~mental note to myself: next time be careful with my wishes].
Apart from stormy rain in the morning right up until the very time of the ceremony, and apart from ghastly wind for the “picture frame”, otherwise it was a splendid Perfect British Wedding. (I wonder if this has got something to do with the groom being actually the German… Ahem)
The whole day event has been running like a German train – minute-to-minute to the schedule. And the guests haven’t had a time to waste with all the meals, drinks, speeches and even dancing late at night. I’ve heard the rumours that the couple spent about a year in preparation! (well, even if this isn’t true, it certainly looks like the one – the amount of things being thought over is quite impressive! [~second note to myself: never volunteer to organize my son’s wedding – buy them tickets somewhere far far away instead].
So, that’s the wedding and the whole Saturday nicely spent.
Since it was my last 3 days of vacation, and the wedding being somewhere away from where we live, we’ve decided to go to the area in advance,take a look around, do some sightseeing. And so – off we went on Friday.
The wedding was in Christchurch and in Burley - the New Forest. What can I say? The place impressed me so much! The New Forest was created by William the Conqueror as a hunting area.
Actually, “forest" in a medieval sense was a legally defined area – with a special laws - where the "beasts of the chase" (deer & wild pig) and their food were protected for the pleasure of the monarch. It was not necessarily a wooded area in the modern meaning - nearly half the New Forest is open heath, grassland and bog…
…Walking among the magnificent trees, listening to the whisper of the fallen leaves, sound of the wind, playing with the naked branches, touching the wet grass and bushes, I walked pass, I wished I could capture all this mystery of the Melancholic Nature...I haven't got enough words to describe it - most of the times I would just stand there, unable to take my eyes off gorgeous views...A wish I’d be a poet. For any other genre cannot tell enough of what was uncovering in front of my eyes! ...I definitely love the Fall the most of all the seasons…
Well, those 3 days have been filled not only with the hassles of the wedding and tranquillity of the nature. Since we were in area anyway, we’ve decided to see as much as we can…[~and – oh boy, wasn’t this completely “as much” and very little of “we can”?!]
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To be continued...
[~it was very brave of me to start this entry and to hope to finish it off, knowing of what things I’d like to describe for future references…:-( ]