{"id":399,"date":"2015-10-19T15:18:40","date_gmt":"2015-10-19T15:18:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.donasofia.org\/?p=399"},"modified":"2019-10-22T15:22:03","modified_gmt":"2019-10-22T15:22:03","slug":"october-bride","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.donasofia.org\/?p=399","title":{"rendered":"October Bride"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>May, June, July weddings are a good idea. \u201cShall I compare thee to a summer\u2019s day? \/ Thou art more lovely and more temperate,\u201d trilled old Will Shakespeare. \u201cWhen young lovers escape to the enchanted woods to sort out their romantic difficulties and thereby take their proper places in the adult world, it is a midsummer night,\u201d writes Thomas C. Foster.<a><sup>[1]<\/sup><\/a>Skies are blue, the grass is green, the sun smiles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>October weddings are a bit chancier\u2014more cello, less violin. The weather can swing either way on this one. A bride might seriously consider consulting literary symbolism prior to setting her wedding date, otherwise love-struck hearts begin a journey wherein every anniversary get-away thereafter is&nbsp;graced with spiders, witches and goblins hanging from the trees, the chandeliers, the bannisters of every resort or bed and breakfast getaway.&nbsp;Aye, the price to be paid for running contrary against time proven seasons of happiness. By no accident did the Beach Boys hit the jack pot with happy-summer-land surfing and all those cruising songs. Contrast Surfin&#8217; Safari in Huntington and Malibu, anglin\u2019 in Laguna in Cerro Azul to a Michigan January, for example.<a><sup>[2]<\/sup><\/a>Summer is all splashing water and heat. Winter? Windswept and frozen. Jam\u00e9 and I innocently entered into this journey smack dab in the middle of the two.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSometimes hath the brightest day a cloud, \/ And after summer evermore succeeds \/ Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold; \/ So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.\u201d<a><sup>[3]<\/sup><\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Still, I would not change our wedding date.<a><sup>[4]<\/sup><\/a>Though I\u2019m not altogether fond of pumpkin flavored anything, I\u2019m sticking with F. Scott Fitzgerald who claims, \u201cLife starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.\u201d&nbsp;No day of June compares to the stunning grandeur of autumn east of the Mississippi. That, and we share at least one special day each year with my parents. On our wedding day, Jam\u00e9 and I eloped and hopped a train to Canada. Only after crossing the border, safe in another country did I have the courage to call and announce that we were wed that morning, on their anniversary day.<br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><a><sup>[1]<\/sup><\/a>Thomas C. Foster,&nbsp;<em>How to Read Literature Like a Professor<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a><sup>[2]<\/sup><\/a>This goes far in explaining that naughty Bob Seger tune, \u201cNight Moves\u201d. Seger, who is from Michigan, can\u2019t help but get nostalgic for that first summer of \u201cfreedom\u201d!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a><sup>[3]<\/sup><\/a>Shakespeare,&nbsp;<em>Henry VI, Part II.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a><sup>[4]<\/sup><\/a>When telling Jam\u00e9 about my literary conundrum regarding the season of our I Do\u2019s during the writing of this intro, he looked at me and quietly said, \u201cOur journey was orchestrated as a warm up to the liturgical calendar, we just didn\u2019t know it yet.\u201d I love that.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>May, June, July weddings are a good idea. \u201cShall I compare thee to a summer\u2019s day? \/ Thou art more lovely and more temperate,\u201d trilled old Will Shakespeare. \u201cWhen young lovers escape to the enchanted woods to sort out their romantic difficulties and thereby take their proper places in the adult world, it is a midsummer night,\u201d writes Thomas C. Foster.[1]Skies are blue, the grass is green, the sun smiles. October weddings are a bit chancier\u2014more cello, less violin. 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