There was no better way to begin 2022 than with a wedding of our daughter. First of all, imagine planning a wedding in less than two months during a pandemic with all its mandates, finding a dress, a venue, ordering flowers, and so much more. Our firstborn daughter, Kristina, and her husband-to-be, Joe, did just that late fall of 2021. Not to say it was easy finding a venue and reception during a pandemic, and both requiring limited guests and masks, but as it turned out the best venue for the wedding was right in our own backyard.
This is the magnificent Adler Arts Center, the pride of our town, built in 1864 as a farmhouse, with additions and renovations done along the way until 1941.
A peaceful winter view out one of the decorated windows. Thank you Joseph’s Florist!
The home has a classic look and Kristina wanted to find a dress that fit the atmosphere of the home. She found the perfect one, sort of like Downton Abbey meets the Great Gatsby!
The stunning antique Cameo belonged to my grandmother. My father gave it to her the day he left to serve in World War II.
The handsome and wonderful groom, Joe.
The room where the ceremony was held could only accommodate thirty guests, which meant only fifteen guests apiece for Joe and Kristina, and mostly just family. Talk about hard! But come next summer Joe and Kristina are having a celebration bash at a big farm in Wisconsin so unlimited friends and family can come. That will be a future blog to watch for!
The ceremony was beautiful with the minister from our church officiating and a talented harpist for music.
Instead of vows to each other Joe and Kristina wanted to do something special. Joe (a former music teacher) sang a love song to Kristina, and Kristina recited her favorite Shakespeare Sonnet 116 to Joe. It was a lovely and touching ceremony in a gorgeous room filled with love from everyone.
After the ceremony everyone gathered in a beautiful and bright sunroom for wine and treats while we waited for the bus to arrive that would take us to Chicago for the reception. After the bus was late Kristina called the driver to see what the problem was. He replied that he was outside waiting. Kristina looked out the window. No Bus. He insisted he was right there. “Where is there?” she asked. “Adler Planetarium in Chicago of course,” he answered! Someone obviously told the driver to go to Adler, but failed to say Adler Arts Center in Libertyville, and the driver assumed Adler only meant one place, the famous Adler Planetarium in Chicago, forty miles away. Kristina had her sister and Matron of Honor Kara call the company and they quickly sent another bus, but this time it was a very huge and comfortable one that held way more than thirty people! While waiting a brief time for the new bus, our gracious Adler host Amy gave everyone a tour of the estate while the photographer took a few more photos.
I still marvel at how a wedding as wonderful as this could have been planned from scratch for every detail, during a pandemic, over Christmas, and it all went off without a hitch, except for the bus, (but it makes a good story!) in a small amount of weeks, not months.
Now about the equally exciting reception. You will have to wait for the next blog to read about that. And talk about surprises. One almost brought the house down.