Change of season, in "less than no time."
Life is too short, said the Scorpions ; tempus fugit , says that the sundial is next to my grandfather's house. Memento mori, is a recurring theme in many works of art. We their fingers crossed it, I savor this fragrance of autumn is coming. I love this season is the return of red wine, chestnuts, soon the dark - dark, fog, waiting for the festival of lights, Christmas and year-end as we know the reference.
But we are in mid-September ... Saturday, up early, but the leaden sky arcades of Bologna is a bit warm '.
It 's time in which to assist a civil marriage ceremony for me is the first time, so far I've been invited to churches, with Mass, blessings, and Catholic ritual. This is always
marriage, that the two parties will form a family, only that the ceremony is secular, in a public place, my only experience was when I was surfing with a latch wireless hyperbole from the living room stone building Accursio. I could see up and down the stairs to the Red room, the place chosen for the wedding of the Municipality of Bologna. Invited several relatives and throwing rice and confetti, the bride and groom's clothes were more sober sometimes, other times just as if they were in church, I do not know what the etiquette advice here.
remember bright African dresses, party dresses also Indian, beautiful silk, and the limousine that the couple took off to the honeymoon!
We are not in Bologna, the frame is the fortress of Imola , everything begins with the classic wedding march , only that the husband is looking forward to the altar but not before a series of papers, documents to sign, and a person with the tricolor flag that represents the state.
I learn even small differences, like the one that can even marry the divorced, as long as the wedding day has brought the ' act of divorce. And then I start to think, well, it will be ... I see the continuous sterile marriage as an institution itself, which brings no right except the duties, the State does not help the least who he married and the family is, unfortunately, too often the scene of psychological and physical violence. There is also a parent who becomes without being able to leave their children grow up in disarray by ignoring them or trying to get rid of to carve out its space.
To hell with these thoughts distorted, twisted, is a special day, let 's see this ceremony.
The ritual actually lasts for 10 minutes, maybe 15, then there is a parade of friends who take the microphone and everyone says something. Witnesses, acquaintances, etc., with sheet below, to remember the days when it was small, the path of life, and now we find ourselves before the wedding.
parade all, everyone talks about the relationship you have with their spouses. Maybe it gets a bit 'boring if a person does not know who listens to all details of the couple's friends, I imagine, for example, a distant relative of the bride who listens to the facts in the privacy of the witness of the groom, and its relationship to 'boys' singles.
The setting is beautiful, and the "location" where you hold the reception is just as beautiful. It 'hard to catch bad people, they usually do the test meals. Too bad for the greyness of the time since the morning rain, it's moist, you have to be covered. Then these things go on for long and when it falls toward the center of Bologna is already dark! There are some days' grueling, especially for the celebrations, however, will enjoy a nice honeymoon. Her queen for a day, all eyes focused on, and the recurrent question "do you think who's next?"
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