Ah, who doesn't love a bourbon toast?
Only mishap was Crandall falling through rotted wood on a staircase walking toward the water. I wiped, but am okay. The stair...not so much. I am surprised I'm not a gigantic bruise this morning.
I'll likely post wedding pictures onto Facebook to capture the rest, but opted for desserts here.
Our flight back to Connecticut is at 6 p.m., so we have more time to play around in the area. It's another beautiful day today and I'm thankful that Joanna and Justin pulled me back to the bluegrass. Everything is so lush down here compared to the northeast where it's a dustbowl. Happy Weekend everyone.