My baby brother Dale and his fiance are on their way to Vegas this week to be married. Yeah! We had a party for them on Sunday at my dad's house. His yard looked beautiful, full of fall flowering plants and shrubs in their prime. The tents and tables and bouquets and tissue garland looked festive. The food was delish as usual, thanks to Twylla's Italian salad and Baked Ziti with meatballs, and Jill's sausage and peppers. The cupcakes and bars were icing on the cake, so to speak. It was a small party sendoff consisting of family and a few of Dale and Jen's friends. We spent the afternoon after dinner and the champagne toast playing yard games and laughing. The kids blew bubbles, fed the horses and chased butterflies. It was a great day capped off by a brief shower and double rainbow - certainly a sign of approval from above. Congrats Dale and Jen!
My dad making a last minute inspection of the yard.
The seating under the white party tents.
The fresh from the farmers market bouquets. (17 in all!)
Max
Nate, Jake and Max feeding the horses apples and pears from Grandpa's trees.
Nate and Grandpa partnering in a wicked game of beanbag toss.
Uncle Dean with Max, Jake, Luke and Sophie capturing butterflies in the wildflowers.
Cousins Zach, Hannah, Maddy and Laine enjoying the beautiful day.
My grandkids sitting on a log in Grandpa's woods. (As Dale always says to me,
"Grandma sounds old, but Great-Uncle just sounds fun!")
The approval signal from above.
