She was quiet as they drove over to the ceremony, lost somewhere in her thoughts.
The rope of diamonds around her neck..........her emerald ring.......glimmered.
The ceremony. Oh, a flutter of Persian poetry and pretty words by those who loved them. Pictures? Sadly I have none. I officiated the wedding, you see. (Ahem, current job description: humanitarian worker and guesthouse owner by day, wedding ceremony officiant by night. Or something like that.)
By the time I had my camera back, the seats were all empty.
And the bride was busy getting and giving hugs.
And, of course, responding to requests to see the ring, the beautiful ring........
PS Anyone coming to Marrakech in the next 2 weeks? Kind courrier needed! Please email me at moroccanmaryam[at]yahoo[dot]com