That's sad in a way, because when we planned the wedding of Spearmint and Caramel ( you remember he proposed to her on St. Valentine's Day ) all that time ago, we had hoped to be able to have it in a garden festooned with roses and summer flowers.
Never mind. It was still a grand occasion.
Dear little Spearmint wore a very pretty cream lace dress with a bodice of spotty ribbon.
On her delightful pink jacket, which had a lacy collar, ( it was a little bit cool so she needed it, ) she had pearl buttons. Her huge hat was a frothy affair of pink spotty ribbon and pink and white flowers - very Edwardian.
Her bridegroom Caramel also decided to wear pink and he looked so handsome in his jacket and top hat.
He too sported spotty ribbon in the shape of a wonderfully oversized bow tie.
And he carried a pearl topped cane - like all proper gentlemen!
The guests were all dressed in their finery.
There was Mr. Darcymouse in his lovely blue riding coat, Cobnut, who was the Best Man - he brought a whole wheel barrow of rosebuds to the wedding to decorate the scene.
Becky Sharpe was there in her huge bonnet and little Posy was bridesmaid in her Broderie Anglais dress. She had a bouquet of Violets and held Spearmint's tail just in case she tripped up when she was walking up the aisle.
Spearmint and Caramel were married in a bower of rosebuds and Spearmint had her photo taken standing on a special flower filled platform.
It wasn't quite Midsummer but almost. The sky was blue and the grass was green but sadly it wasn't all that warm. It didn't matter. Everyone was so happy, they didn't mind.
They all went off to the Wedding Breakfast deep under the roots of the Medlar tree to eat hazelnut pie, medlar jellies and drink catkin ale.
However Wensleydale, that cheeky little white mouse, couldn't resist just one little nibble of cheese beforehand. You can just see him in the back of the photo...trying to hide. Naughty little mouse.
