We have played many weddings over the last 7 years, but this is one that we won't soon forget. Utah has seen an unseasonably wet June, and last night was no exception. As I watched the rain continue throughout the day, I kept wondering when it would stop. Usually, rainstorms only last about 7 1/2 minutes in our desert climate, but yesterday the rain kept coming.
About 30 minutes before the ceremony was set to begin, another wave of serious rain arrived, so we began our prelude music in the lodge. We sat in a small corner by the roaring fire in a room full of shawl-wrapped wedding guests. At the time of the scheduled ceremony, the host announced that a break in the storm was expected in about 30 minutes, so we planned to socialize in the lodge until then. Soon, glasses were being filled and the scent of wine permeated the room. And still, the sheets of water poured down.
Finally, as we could see no end to the deluge, everyone gathered on the patio outside, under a giant tarp. As puddles grew on the tarp, they poured out over the sides in heavy, sporadic waterfalls. A path was formed in the middle of the standing crowd of wedding guests, and rose petals sprinkled in a line leading to the minister. There were only two people sitting: a pretty woman in a wheelchair, and our cellist Thalia.
Despite the change in plans, the wedding guests seemed to have a nice time, and the gorgeous bride was smiling. The person I felt the most sorry for was the wedding planner; she had her work cut out for her last night! Our violinist Cathy said that she felt like a member of the string quartet on the Titanic as it was sinking.
Posted by Meili.