I was reminded that I'd never shared photos from my sister Rebekah's bridal shower in July.
An intimate affair.
We picnicked on the lawn of the Indianapolis Museum of Art.
We wore white.
She wore red and our Nana's bridal veil.
The rain showered.
We danced through the wet grass,
lifted our parasols,
and showered her with gifts for the home with the one she loves.