A couple of weeks ago we spent a glorius morning at my favorite cemetary witnessing two dear friends say their vows.
It was a gorgeous fall day. The leaves sprinkled down on them like confetti during the ceremony. Keith and Donna made a handsome couple.
My favorite part of the reception was when Colin, the ring bearer, burst into big alligator tears. He asked his father, "Is Donna weally marwied?" His heart broke at the reply. He was inconsolable. He just wanted to go home.
Turns out, he had given her a ring the night before.
After a few Bloody Marys, we roamed the grounds in the sparkling sunshine. Elmwood Cemetary is filled with interesting monuments from the Victorian Era. Great concrete towers of faux bois tower over somebody's family.
That's me beside it. I am six feet tall and wearing heels. The delicacy of the vine work is amazing.
Most of the prominent Memphis who built the city are buried there. This one is a famous stain glass maker.
Everywhere you turn, there is something wonderous to see.
It really gave new meaning to "Till death us do part".
