Rough Seas, Carry Me

July 21st

July 20, 2011

Adam and Kim are in town for a bit of rest before their wedding early next month. Don’t tell Wills and Kate, but I’m pretty sure the Wright wedding is set to be the event of the decade. Friends from far and wide are attending the Wyoming bash, which is set to include: Western night, brewery night and a panty party.

(Alas, boys. The panty party apparently has something to do with a day-before impromptu lingerie shower for the bride, not a pillow fight among the bridesmaids. That said, there are some gorgeous girls in this wedding, and the Pink African, the groom’s scoundrel brother and even more of a scoundrel cousin will be standing on the other side of the aisle. Any wagers on the trouble to be had?)

July 20, 2011

Anyway! Adam and Kim are in town! And I haven’t ever been happier. I miss these two so much that their conversations about soon relocating to Denver make me want to spin in the backyard like a dervish. I showed off those mad spinning, dancing and clapping until my hands hurt skills last night with the engaged pair at the Blind Pilot/Josh Ritter concert in Boulder.

If you’ve never heard of these bands, here are two of my favorites they performed last night with brilliance:

Three Rounds and a Sound

and

Sir Galahad

Ritter embodies everything I love about folk music — great storytelling, enthusiasm, amazing guitar and a gorgeous smile. His lyrics ring true. These are among my favorites:

I had a dream last night
I dreamt that I was swimming
And the stars up above
Directionless and drifting
Somewhere in the dark
Were the sirens and the thunder
And around me as I swam
The drifters who’d gone under

Time, love
Time, love
Time, love
It’s only a change of time

I had a dream last night
And rusting far below me
Battered hulls and broken hardships
Leviathan and Lonely
I was thirsty so I drank
And though it was salt water
There was something ’bout the way
It tasted so familiar

The black clouds I’m hanging
This anchor I’m dragging
The sails of memory rip open in silence
We cut through the lowlands
All hands through the saltlands
The white caps of memory
Confusing and violent

I had a dream last night
And when I opened my eyes
Your shoulder blade, your spine
Were shorelines in the moon light
New worlds for the weary
New lands for the living
I could make it if I tried
I closed my eyes I kept on swimming

(rough seas, they carry me wherever I go)

July 20, 2011

I’ve been officially ordained on the interwebs and will be marrying these two. Such an humbling honor to be a part of their ceremony — one I don’t take lightly. Thankfully I’m fairly certain, in times of rough and calm seas, they’ll always carry each other.

~K

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4 Responses

  1. Sounds like a fun wedding! With hottties galore 😉

  2. Wow, how wonderful!

  3. I know i’ve said this before, but Best. Post. Ever.

  4. What a lovely couple they are!

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