The day was haunted by stormy skies and forceful winds. As it progressed we received texts from friends living in the Bluies informing us that they were snowed in and couldn't make it. 'Cancelation' was on the tip of our tongues as motivation to cook and prepare wained.
It rained until four in the afternoon at which time the sun showed its glorious rays and the wind calmed to a halt (Jesus, did you just calm the wind and the waves?).
We were elated as we strung lights, hung home made vintage tea-towel bunting and lit candles to illuminate the paths of the gardens. We lined the tables with white linen and filled dusty crates with wine classes. Sangria was mixed (extra rum, naturally), the wood fired oven was lit and Dave and I had just enough time to throw on some clean clothes before our guests started arriving.*
Oh gosh, I had almost forgotten how completely rewarding it is to entertain. To have favourite friends from decades past all gather in one place, our place, to eat and drink and celebrate my darling husbands thirtieth.
So amongst the leafy greens, fragrant herbs and raging wood fired oven we talked, ate and drank. I boasted in the excellence of my husband and all he has created in our humble yard. His dreams turning into a tiny slice of reality.
Dave imposed a strictly 'no cake, no speeches' rule. But if I could have said a few words in his honour I would have echoed the sentiments written in a card by this fantastic man 'Dave- a seeker of the simple life, a lover of things natural, a thinker and a doer, a man of music and of the surf, a father of beautiful kids, a man with a big heart'.
Instead, when the moment presented it's self I boldly announced ' TONIGHT THERE WILL BE NO CAKE'.
A 2am wrap up (surely the sign of a magical evening) means that Dave and I have a very important date with our pillows this evening.
See you in the morning, Friends.
Happy Birthday darling.
Sorry the photo's are a little lacklustre, I was having too much fun to play around with settings. I think I took about 50 photos all evening, most of which were blown out and blurred. Right there is the cream of the crop. ahaha.
Thanks for the tip on the lights Pilgrim Styling, much appreciated.
* we took a 'relaxed' approach, meaning we relied on our first guests to help set up. We're cool like that.