I think nearly everybody has a guiltily fond memory of a ‘summer love’ from their youth. Honestly, wasn’t there some person who spiked your teenage glands into releasing tsunamis of baffling hormones, and then some night under the stars or patio-lanterns or in some basement that smelled like socks, you kissed them and it actually blew your mind into some unrealistic optimism about the entire universe? It was like everything changed. Suddenly this or that love song was so goddam true it hurt. It actually ached somehow in your actual friggin heart. Your sleep was a restless mess and your appetite didn’t work any more either, and nobody could possibly understand how important this was. Then school starts, summer ends, and this bubble of meaning pops or evaporates or something. When we look backwards, with all of our tedious adult sensibilities, we can accurately identify this phenomenon as a “fling” rather than a “love”, but at the time, it was seriously the most significant thing like, ever dude. Well, I totally see K & D’s wedding as the logical of extension of that summer fling not being a fling but as the real thing, the capital “L” Love (and actually being the most significant thing ever, for real). The summer love that actually works, has time and strength to grow into something. I’m glad that this sort of epic love story actually happens sometimes, not just in RomComs or one of those animations that makes grownups laugh and cry, but really, on the shores of Nova Scotia.
Here are some of our favourite moments of their wedding. Hope you enjoy them.