Vacillating

I am now less than four weeks away from the wedding. And I’m pretty much vacillating every day every hour between this philosophy:

And this philosophy:

Most of the time I’m managing to stick with philosophy number one…but then there are moments I start to calculate everything that must be done in the short time we have left leading up to the wedding, and, well, it becomes quite easy to shift into philosophy number two.

I had a “now panic and freak out” moment at Pike’s Place last weekend. We’ve been planning for awhile to pick up dried flower bouquets from Pike’s to use in our reception centerpieces. The bouquets are ridiculously affordable and ridiculously beautiful. We’d been to Pike’s a few times in the past few months, and were told the bouquets would still be there in May. Imagine, then, my dismay when we arrived and all those beautiful dried bouquets had been replaced by live ones. Live ones that would be very much dead by the time the wedding came a month later.

And so I stood in Pike’s Place, on the verge of major waterworks spilling from my eyes and quite close to panicking and freaking out. But, I’d say lucky for us if I believed in luck, we then managed to find the last of the dried bouquets hidden here and there. And while I didn’t have as much choice as I may have desired, I’m just thrilled that we {hopefully} have enough for the centerpieces.

Once my freakout moment was over (for that day hour), I was able to truly enjoy and take in the sights and scenes of the market through my lens. One of my favorite captures of the day was of this man perched in the midst of the crowds.