Shelley and James had their wedding in Westport on December 29th. She wore the
shawl I knit her, which was perfect because the church was positively glacial. I had a fantastic time getting to know Shelley's friends from Dublin, Arizona, Michigan, and New York. Also, the
Wyatt Hotel is outstanding—the staff were nice, the room was lovely (a double bed in a single room, yay!), and the food was much better than I expected. (The vegetarian breakfast came with fried goats cheese.
Squee!)
(I
love this picture. Most of my photos weren't very good, so I got this one from James' Facebook album. Shelley's friend Carolyn Tacey was the official wedding photographer.)
The day after the wedding a bunch of us drove out to
Croagh Patrick (thanks for driving, Lorraine!)—after a delicious lunch at
The Tavern, we just walked up to the statue of St. Patrick at the foot of the mountain—and after that we ambled around
Murrisk Abbey for a bit.
Next post: adventures in London, part 1.
3 comments:
Shelley looked stunning and the shawl looked perfect on her. I love the way her attendant wrapped it around her. Elegant!
I agree with Susan. Shelley looks great, and the shawl is wonderful!
Since when do you call your mother by her first name? Let's call a spade a spade, 90% of the comments made on this blog are by people who are related to me. :P
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