Heather practiced in her wedding shoes for a while.
Then we started off on a bit of exploring. The small headland to the east of Strawberry Fields Together was the last site of conflict between the English and the Spanish, much earlier in Jamaican history. We took off in that direction.
We looked back across the small cove to the Strawberry Fields site.
Then we got out on the headland. It's rugged out there. Part is loose soil and ankle breaker rocks; part is sharp, eroded limestone. You have to go very carefully on the limestone. If you fall down you will certainly come up bloody and torn.
I have always loved waves crashing on rocks. I can never get enough pictures of foam jumping up in the air. But if you look in the background, you can see a rain storm coming across the sea. It caught up with me while I was stuck in the middle of the limestone, so I got soaked...
not before I caught this cauldron in the middle, though.
The rain stopped quickly enough, leaving the weather cool. Then we came across something entirely new - bussu! Here is a shellfish none of us had ever seen before. The daughter of the carpenter (Deandra) was collecting them to eat. This one was still wriggling.
They are really UGLY, looking like a cross between something prehistoric and something I would expect to see invading the ship on Star Trek.
You can roast them in the shell or pluck them out and drop them in oil to fry them. Lauren and Heather immediately organized a small expedition to make sure the girl had enough to eat.
Here is the native location. You have to surprise them and pry them off quickly with a nail or something like that.
Things began to heat up with wedding prep.
The crew began to weave orchids from the farm into the plaited palm arch, then added geraniums, crotons, and other flowers.
They kept filling in more and more.
They finished it with a bromeliad crown and a bouquet hanging inside.
Esther and I took a turn in the arch for the lady who owns the site.
Uncle Paul provided and set up the sound system. Dan and Heather had chosen their own music in place of the standard wedding march.
Cousin Tif (the photographer) had a vision for the tables. Here she was dressing the tables.
Tif also put together the bouquet. These were my favorite orchids from the trip to the farm.
Things came together late in the afternoon with the arrival of the marriage officer. He had some coaching for Heather and Dan before the ceremony. More to come...
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