Eleven years ago we got married in our landladies' backyard garden. It was before same-sex marriages were legally recognized, but we wore suits, and our relatives flew or drove over, and we had a real Unitarian minister perform a ceremony. 
We asked the bakery to make a chocolate cake with otters on it, but people thought they looked like stoats. Last year, on our tenth anniversary, when it was legally recognized in Oregon, we had a civic ceremony on top of the (now demolished) Eugene City Hall.
And I've realized that I don't have any photos from last year: they're all on Mark's camera or on Facebook.
More here at this blog post.
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