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Saturday, May 23, 2009

Far away

Reynolda Gardens, today

A week after our own wedding, my husband and I sat in the Zocalo in Valladolid, Yucatán, and watched wedding after wedding through the open doors of the Cathedral of San Gervasio. We rested in the cool of a tree with its lower trunk painted white and smiled as yet another new bride and groom spilled out into the early evening followed by a crowd of loved ones, pausing for a few minutes in front of the Cathedral for a quick group photograph to mark the occasion. Jocular young men who grinned at the camera. Older ladies who patted arms and spoke softly while waiting for the photographer. Beaming parents with babies in arms. And little girls in ruffly dresses and socks who couldn't stop spinning, the excitement of what they'd just witnessed too much to bear and keep still.
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