Friday, 24 July 2015

and breathe........ fresh air, a wedding in Braemar and a visit to Balmoral



I can say it now.

We had a wedding.

My beautiful daughter got married.

It was in Scotland. In the middle of nowhere where the midges roam, and the temperature is around 10C in mid July.

It was a long drive from south London, carrying a car full of pine cones, assorted stationary, clothes for wet weather, hiking and partying, a steam generator iron and a wedding dress. Not to mention three baby fawns and the hand crafted 'confetti cones'.

three baby fawns

We covered more than a few service stations, where we bumped into Lochs and Glens coach holidays, and partook of fine dining.


Lochs and Glens







obligatory service station cone picture







old blue car getting some free parking

Overnight in Moffat for a gentle ease into a very different way of life.


doing the tartan thing

the first of many deceased animals encountered on our travels

We breakfasted on haggis and made our way to Braemar.

The weather was very Scottish, with an 'unseasonal' amount of rain. While waiting for beautiful daughter and her tall dark and handsome fiancee to arrive we decided to be tourists and visit Balmoral.




Balmoral


The queen arrives in August. Everything in the garden is geared to her arrival. Vegetables and flowers all designed to be ready for one month of the year. Fresh flowers in every room, every day. Vegetables from the garden.


Balmoral garden in action

the vegetable garden

the vegetable garden cone




red squirrel at Balmoral gatehouse

Beware - squirrels crossing

does the Daimler have a leak?



Scotland is very green right now. 

Ancient birches and pines in abundance.






And then there was the wedding.

A joyful affair.

I even enjoyed the ironing. I will probably never again iron tablecloths ON the table, using an extension lead and my trusty steam generator.

I will probably never again even iron a tablecloth anywhere.

And I will never again iron a brides train or three bridesmaid dresses.



My face was subjected to brushes and attention that it has never experienced before. 

I was 'made up'.

OH said I should do it every day. I thought I looked pretty odd.

It will never happen.

make up brushes

make up 

It took three attempts to wash it off at the end of the day.

The day was perfect.

It even stopped raining for the photographs.

We danced and laughed, and danced and smiled and talked and danced and were filled with joy.




Normal service was resumed the following day, and I was allowed out with my camera between family meals and parlour games.

The foxgloves are rich and and the grass lush and wet.






Ferns and buttercups in abundance.






Lush clover and long wet grass






It was a wonderful weekend in a wonderful place.

I will be back soon.


7 comments:

  1. Pity I cannot see many of the shots? :)

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    1. not sure why that is Baz; I can see them all. try this link…..


      http://carolinescamera.blogspot.co.uk

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  2. 'Off world.. Stations'..

    Caught, allgood.


    Tweeted | Twattered

    + Thank you for continuing support of - Crookid Stiks 'n' $tones...

    It's a World wide *Hit* byth'wey..

    Xp

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    1. Worldwide is good. Postcards not forgotten. Thanks Paddy

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  3. Sounds like a lovely time Caroline, and as always the photos are super too! Especially the final three - gorgeous!

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