Tuesday, October 2, 2012

A Wedding and Five Bears

Over labor day weekend we flew out to Colorado for my cousin's wedding.  The wedding took place at the foot of the Flat Irons in Chautauqua.  It was a fantastic trip.  We saw my whole family, everyone got to love on Elwood, we hiked, laughed, drank, caught up, and we started each morning sipping hot coffee from our back porch that overlooked the base of the Flat Irons.  The wedding was perfect, the bride was gorgeous, the groom dashingly handsome, the venue breathtaking, the bridesmaids wore cowgirls boots and carried sunflowers, the groomsmen were studly in just vests, and love was in the air.  It was beautiful.  Oh, and Conor saw five bears.  Five.  On the shortest hike ever.  



5am in Maine is cold

This kid is a ridiculously awesome traveler


the original Liz Travers and Meg

The Groom and his proud parents













Um, don't touch my dress





The Bride and Groom


Oh yeah, and the bears. . . 



Elwood about 5 months

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