We got to Portland and drove to my brother's house, where there was baking and treat making in full sway:
I helped to place the cake pops in an artful array, and only had to eat one of them due to artful arranging malfeasance. My mom baked the little pecan tarts, known as Tea time tassies in our familiy lore. Then there was lunch to eat, and a few hands of cards to play, and a family dinner at a restaurant. Then chatting and laughing. The wedding is tomorrow. Here's the handsome groom:
He's a fine musician and a lovely person in all respects. Cheers to him and his lovely bride.