I did another Indian wedding today. My dad was my photographer with my crappy kodak point and shoot. I obviously did not get my camera or artistic skills from him lol! He tries.
As you can see Indigo is quite asleep and I look totally unimpressed, wearing the ugliest red pants I have ever had the displeasure to own. What I do for money, I swear.
We do a lot of carriage events and weddings but just started using Indigo for these Indian/Sikh/Hindu etc. weddings this year.
I got up at 6 am to feed the horses, looked out the window and it's pouring cats and dogs. We did need the rain but couldn't it hold off?
It is about a 55 minute drive to the city where the hall is. The thing about this particular culture is they are NEVER on time. I've had so many people at the weddings we have done, and our friend who does horse drawn vehicle services tell us "we are on Indian time now" which means they get there when they get there. I just let them know that the clock starts at X time and over that hour they pay extra.
We get there and this wedding is supposed to start at 9 am. It's about 8:40 and theres literally four cars in this HUGE parking lot. The hall itself is very large. After a wile I found someone and the groom/wedding party or whatever you can consider them showed up. The groom was Caucasian and marrying a well known doctors daughter. He was doing this to help with tradition.
Like many of our weddings these grooms have never touched a horse in their life or been on ones back. They are city kids. This guy wasn't afraid, he went to get on and I insisted he use the step stool, for his own safety and my poor horses back. That was alright except he booted the stool as he caught his other curly toe shoe on the lip. It went flying right underneath Indigo who promptly squatted and kicked it around a few times before it went tumbling out from under her. The groom did not fall off, another accident averted. Phew. Could have ended a lot worse than that. Good Indigo, your such a sensible, smart girl.
The family danced and the music was played on a CD from this car just a few feet ahead of us. We were under the overhang on the building. The family danced, clapped, hollered, shook bells and made a lot of noise along with the stereo of the car bouncing off the roof of the entrance we were under was enough to rattle your brains. When the people were dancing Indigo put her head up and watched real intensely but didn't otherwise move a muscle. Good girly again. I am so proud of her. To think how far she has come since I have had her. She would see a manhole and do the four legged splay away from them in the blink of an eye, almost unseating me. Now shes surrounded by singing, dancing, hollering, cheering people, dozens and dozens of them. She doesn't step a foot out of line.
So I am pleased with the day. I finally have some time to do some crafty stuff. I am beading a piece of deer leather at the moment for a purse my mother is making to sell. Will update when thats done but for now I will endulge you in some