Brittany and Luke (or Bruke, as their friends have nicknamed them – haha) didn’t stop grinning all day! There was so much banter and fun between these two and their friends and family were no different. This wedding just had ‘fun’ written all over it. Everyone got involved with the outdoor games, banter and crazy dance floor antics!
My first clue into how awesome this wedding was going to turn out was an awesome poem read during the ceremony by Beth and Amy – two of Brit and Luke’s friends from university. I think this poem is probably one of the best (maybe even *the* best) readings I’ve heard at a wedding…but then I’m a little biased since I’m a crazy dog lady. For your reading pleasure (and amusement) here is the poem but if you just want to skip to all their happy, sunshiney (yes, we had so much sun – it was glorious!) images from The Old Stables, feel free to scroll down:
Why love is like owning a dog by Taylor Mali.
First of all, it’s a big responsibility,
especially in a city like Leicester.
So think long and hard before deciding on love.
On the other hand, love gives you a sense of security:
when you’re walking down the street late at night
and you have a leash on love
ain’t no one going to mess with you.
Because crooks and muggers think love is unpredictable.
Who knows what love could do in its own defense?
On cold winter nights, love is warm.
It lies between you and lives and breathes
and makes funny noises.
Love wakes you up all hours of the night with its needs.
It needs to be fed so it will grow and stay healthy.
Love doesn’t like being left alone for long.
But come home and love is always happy to see you.
It may break a few things accidentally in its passion for life,
but you can never be mad at love for long.
Is love good all the time? No! No!
Love can be bad. Bad, love, bad! Very bad love.
Love makes messes.
Love leaves you little surprises here and there.
Love needs lots of cleaning up after.
Sometimes you just want to get love fixed.
Sometimes you want to roll up a piece of newspaper
and swat love on the nose,
not so much to cause pain,
just to let love know Don’t you ever do that again!
Sometimes love just wants to go out for a nice long walk.
Because love loves exercise. It will run you around the block
and leave you panting, breathless. Pull you in different directions
at once, or wind itself around and around you
until you’re all wound up and you cannot move.
But love makes you meet people wherever you go.
People who have nothing in common but love
stop and talk to each other on the street.
Throw things away and love will bring them back,
again, and again, and again.
But most of all, love needs love, lots of it.
And in return, love loves you and never stops.