The more momentous an occasion, the more difficult it is for me to talk about. Perhaps this is because I lack the words adequate to describe the breath of emotion, the gamut of tiny moments which make up the constellation of an such an event. Perhaps it is because once written out, memories crystalize until only the documented words represent, in our minds, just what transpired. Our wedding is the archetype of such. So please forgive me if I offer only this:

Our wedding truly came together out of so many labors of love, both tiny and large, and we could feel all that love and support throughout the weekend. Everything was so personal and unique. Our dear friends and family pitched in the day before, stringing up bistro lights, hanging the ceremony wreath, arranging flowers, laying out the amazing moss. My sister and her boyfriend created the most delicious rehearsal dinner which included Dungeness crab freshly caught by Jacob’s stepfather. We absolutely could not have done it without all of them.

The decorations were all pieces Jacob and I created over our 18 month engagement: from the bar, to the paper flowers, and the photobooth backdrop, the escort cards and table markers, all the way to the chalkboard signs. My bridesmaids and I made our own bouquets and all the boutonnieres. Our incredible officiant, Judith, spearheaded the creation of the most gorgeous ceremony I could imagine. We had a specially choreographed first dance to one of our favorite Lykke Li songs. It was all just so wonderful.

First off, photos from prep work on Friday, courtesy of various obliging family members. And yes, I’m leaving the blurry ones in because they accurately portray the pace of that marathon day.

Once again, don’t forget you can click on an image to enlarge it.

The remainder of images were taken by our official photographer, the masterful Andria Lindquist.

Then suddenly…it was our wedding day.

…to be continued.