Well, not technically a medieval wedding, because at least in Sweden that would mean agreement between the fathers of the couple and the family of the bride placing her in his bed, but a weddign in medieval clothes, with medieval music by harp and voice.
It was at Hunehals medieval day (this is how it looked last year). This year I did't camp, which I sort of regret. But we're leaving for Ireland on Tuesday and I really didn't want to deal with medieval camping gear at same time as packing for a week away. Especially not if it had rained so that we would have to dry a tent in our flat. It didn't rain, but I still tink that it was a good idea. I got tired and in pain just by packing away our clothing and feast gear yesterday evening.
But next year I will camp!
It was sunny and hot, so we tried to spend most of the tuime in what little shade we could find. I didn't bring a craft project, so I worked on a cap that Astridh was making for herself. She was making a new surcoat.
Astridh was singing at the wedding ceremony. She had also made a new Swedish translation/adaptation of Belle que tien ma vie , which was very moving. Mattias played the harp, here he is practising in camp:
For the ceremony he wore his silk bliaut which now has got some more of the trim seewn on.
Mattias has been busy sewing, because he also has a new early 14th century gown - here posing with my hubby (who looks gogeous as always) wearign clothing from the same period.
Makgn new garb seem to be the thign fro Gotvik's members. Ysabel had made a new Italian 15th century gown and that style and that colour really suits her.
Oh, and here's the weddng. I was a witness and stood beside the officiant. At the moment we are listening to Astridh singing.