I note I have unwittingly given the post a capital letter. I guess that's appropriate, somehow.
This wedding was in one of my favourite churches. It is in Aquino, very ancient, made of recycled Roman ruins, and stands beside a neglected Triumphal Arch built for Mark Anthony.
I like the simplicity of the church, and the fact that in the winter you can smell the dirt that is part of its structure. Today it towered above the married couple.
The bride I would happily have welcomed into my family. She would have transplanted well.
The wedding guests, however, in those impossible shoes, would not be at home in the Kiwi culture. Young men chatting outside in the shade ran back up the steps to escort the ladies down; with the altered centre of gravity it is impossible to come down the steps safely in heels as high and fine as are worn here.
I will admit to envying these... 
but my inch-and-a-half on a solid base toe-peeper sandals (Italian never-the-less) did me just fine!
This wedding was in one of my favourite churches. It is in Aquino, very ancient, made of recycled Roman ruins, and stands beside a neglected Triumphal Arch built for Mark Anthony.
I like the simplicity of the church, and the fact that in the winter you can smell the dirt that is part of its structure. Today it towered above the married couple.
The bride I would happily have welcomed into my family. She would have transplanted well.
The wedding guests, however, in those impossible shoes, would not be at home in the Kiwi culture. Young men chatting outside in the shade ran back up the steps to escort the ladies down; with the altered centre of gravity it is impossible to come down the steps safely in heels as high and fine as are worn here.
I will admit to envying these... 
but my inch-and-a-half on a solid base toe-peeper sandals (Italian never-the-less) did me just fine!
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