The Sheldon Ruins
Carolynn and Roman
The pastor explains the situation
The groomsmen
Roman and his mom, Eva
Chris + Chris Alexander
After a seven-hour drive to South Carolina, we stayed in a cute house on Lady Island. It got down to 51 degrees the first night and the wind howled across the water. The next day we moved into the Rhett House, with luxuries accommodations like a whirlpool tub, a king-sized bed and gas-powered fireplace in each room. Beaufort is a beautiful and historic town. Of note: The papers of succession for the south were signed in Beaufort, as was the Emancipation Proclamation. The weather would warm up until Saturday provided a clear blue sky and 70 degree weather. The ceremony was held in the Old Sheldon Ruins, about 25-minutes away, and was very sweet and shorter than expected. The whole day was rather dreamy and perfect. (Pictures not yet available) Highlights included: me steeping in poop during pictures and receiving bird poop just 5-minutes into the ceremony; a gorgeous reception with a sparkler celebration and tons of dancing; and my speech, complete with references to surfing; Bert & Ernie and the bride's sassyness. I seemed to laugh so often, my cheeks were sore. Sunday we departed, leaving the newlyweds to their destination farther north while we headed back to Florida.
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