I spent this last weekend (an extended one, at that) in California for the long-awaited wedding of my cousin Wendy and her fiancé, Chris. It was a beautiful affair in Three Rivers; intimate, simple, classic, and celebratory. This ceremony was not only an exchange of vows for Chris and Wendy, but also the union of a family, with Wendy's eleven-year-old son, Scotty, an integral part of the marriage. We all had a wonderful time, and I was even the recipient of a happy surprise when my own dear one, Michael Benjamin, caught the tossed garter! Don't worry, though, everyone--wedding plans have a few more years ahead of them.
Here are some photos of the happy event:
My family's table...
Michael Benjamin and myself, taken by Scotty...
Max gets his groove on before the ceremony--he does a mean Jerk.
Remembrance table for my Uncle Marc, Wendy's Dad...
Wendy, glowing just after the ceremony...
The cake!
The first dance--and hopefully some adorable ginger babies soon!
The whole wedding was a beautiful success; everyone had a wonderful time, and I've never seen Wendy and Chris so happy. Best of luck to you two, and all my love!
My family's table...
Michael Benjamin and myself, taken by Scotty...
Max gets his groove on before the ceremony--he does a mean Jerk.
Remembrance table for my Uncle Marc, Wendy's Dad...
Wendy, glowing just after the ceremony...
The cake!
The first dance--and hopefully some adorable ginger babies soon!
2 comments:
MB caught the garder at my brother's wedding too. Cute pics! Glad you too are happy!
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