This past week-end we made a quick trip to Va. to the wedding of Rebecca to Abe. Rebecca is the daughter of my youngest sister Barbara.
The morning of the wedding Holly and I along with my sister Coleen and her daughter Claire B. went down to the church to help Barbara assemble 40 fresh peach pies.
Barbara was so organized. The pie shells were all baked and the filling made. All we had to do was fill them and stack in the refrigerator. For the meal they had grilled barbeque chicken tacos. They were amazing. Here Holly and Claire are seasoning up the beans and doing a few other last minute preperations. Rebecca's sister Autumn was at the church to practice music so we got her in the picture as well.
Back home at Mother's we had a couple hours before needing to get ready for the noon wedding.
Relaxing time along the banks of North River, my childhood stomping ground.
Timmy enjoying Travis as he watches Mike and Mark do some fishing.
I see a grandson who would love to give it a try. "Grandpa, can you show me how it's done?"
Dorie swinging on the same swing that I played on as a child. I remember once swinging so high and fell off and broke my arm.
It's now wedding time. Before the service I was able to get a four generation picture of Mother, Me, Tim and Travis.
I didn't take pictures during the wedding. Gave Dorie my phone at the reception and told her to go get a picture of the bride and groom. So sweet!
Leaving for the honeymoon. Rebecca's grandpa Cline whisking them away. It's a Cline tradition.
Timmy and cousin Ryan with their wives and new babies.
Queena and Ethan came up from North Carolina to pick-up Dorie and James. They were able to get in a little swim before heading back home.
The same swimming hole I swam in at their age. Now how cool is that?
