Happy Jewish New Year and it is indeed.
Jon and I picked up our marriage license today. The nice couple behind us took our picture. They were registering their domestic partnerhsip with the state. The young woman explained that the domestic partnership agreement was just like a marriage except it had an expiration date. (We didn't find out pictures were forbidden here, until after we got off all these cool shots.)
We got there at a pretty good time. When we arrived there were four couples of ahead of us - and not too long a wait. But here is the line behind us. And look at all the people at the counters filling out paperwork. My goodness it was busy there - after we got there.
One of the cool things about going to City Hall's marriage bureau is that the wall is covered with romantic grafitti.
We even found these romantic scrawls on a piece of exposed wall.