You can see by my brother's hand (here, directing the rest of us away from the center of the picture-taking that was about to happen) that they pulled that wedding off, and in fine style. And no, the older flower girl isn't flashing the rest of the wedding party. She's just enjoying that dress--as who would not?
I'm now enjoying some more days in Indiana, in the aftermath of moving for the eighth time in a decade. Today, after I walked a 5K on the treadmill at the gym my parents now frequent, we drove out into the middle of the next county over and happened upon this sight, about which I will say a bit more tomorrow.