I promised photos from my little sister’s wedding, and here they are.
And then I put my camera away. It was a deliberate decision. Sometimes the camera gets in the way of being in the moment, and I wanted to be wholly in this moment, which included a whole lot of late-night dancing in my high-heeled clogs (late-night by my standards only) after Kevin took the well-dressed but exhausted children home to bed. (Note re high-heeled clogs & dancing: not for the faint of heart. I’m still regaining feeling in my toes.)
At some point in the evening, my little sister looked around the room and said, “This is just how I’d imagined it!” What could be better?
Congratulations, Edna & Fezz!