Vows were whispered and taken by the wind,
a fly-by of flamingos hovered above,
the pig ate the confetti, the rooster impressed and the cat stood sentry.
A feast was laid, candles lit, fires warmed,
The sun set in a glory of colour, Table mountain a silent witness.
A wedding was celebrated, on the edge of the water, in a little nursery on Flamingovlei