Life of Wry

Twenty four years ago, sitting on the wall in Central Park, people watching at Farmer’s Market (which we still do to this day, though now on a bench with a back), Jim and I decided we should get married. There was no “Will you marry me.” It was more like, “Do you think we should get married?” “Yeah!”

I always remember the exact day we came to this decision (which, really, we sort of always expected we would do once that ball got rolling) because it was also my dad’s birthday. Easy!

We rarely mark this particular occasion, I don’t know why. I think it’s one of those notable moments in life, perhaps even more notable than the actual day we got married, since it was truly the day we committed to spend the rest of our lives together. Our wedding day was the day we memorialized it with family, friends and signatures on a marriage contract.. and celebration! But the momentous, life-shaping decision was on March 30, 1996.

Maybe we’ll make a bigger deal out of the day from now on! Anyway.. just a few of my favorite pics of the happy, comfy couple:

Yosemite, Tuolumne Meadows, Murphy Creek, July 2005..

Dana Fork, Tuolumne River, Yosemite, August 2014..

I think this is on 395, after leaving Yosemite one year, July 2008 ..

St. Andrews, Scotland, May 2019..

Atop Mt. Hoffman, Tuolumne Meadows, Yosemite, June 2006

Tuscany, Italy, May 2006

Donner Summit.. February 2006

A party at Peter’s day care, August 2001..

Wedding day, September 21, 1996..