It wasn't all goofing around. There were some teary eyes when the bride arrived on her Uncle's arm to the sound of Celtic Thunder - A Bird Without Wings.
8 hours ago
Let us ride together, Blowing mane and hair, Careless of the weather, Miles ahead of care, Ring of hoof and snaffle, Swing of waist and hip, Trotting down the twisted road With the world let slip. Anonymous riding song.