No hall, no band, no horse. A yard, a rented tent, a table made of two doors, 15 guests, masks in the pockets. The bride's father roasted a sheep in a pit, the groom's mother brought bread, and they asked me to be "a normal host, with a microphone". I used the microphone, with no speaker, in a courtyard where my voice came back from the wall.
It was the most beautiful toi I did this year. I did four this year.
The tent in the yard, with the apricot tree behind. Two doors for a table.
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