As chance would have it, the bride (my brother-in-law's sister), was paired with her groom when she walked at my sister's wedding as a bridesmaid and he as a groomsman—back before they really knew each other. So to return, just before attending their own wedding, to the place where that other young couple had been married—quiet now in the evening light, nary a folding chair to be seen—flavored my memories some extra. The sweetness of chance in the stories we tell.
From the wedding the next day, which took place high up in the San Diego hills:
Its strange how other's actions influence us. Not that it's a bad thing sometimes. If Jessica hadn't dragged me to that Christmas dance I probably would have never went out with Jodi.
ReplyDeleteThat's a sweet story. The last photograph looks old and full of memories. <3
ReplyDeleteyou are such an amazing photographer! I so love looking at your pics. If you come to Denver, come photograph me :)
ReplyDeleteBtw, I saw a gal at a Starbucks today who looks like you. It made me smile :D
pinkapplecore - I remember that story. I quite like it, and that I knew it as background when I met you two.
ReplyDeleteJenica - I really like that one too, and the flower arrangements she chose. Wildflower-like.
Dawn - I would love that so much! Man. I really would. I have an uncle and aunt in the Denver area, so it could happen.
awwww..such a sweet story. and i love that pic of your sis and bro-in-law.
ReplyDeleteodessa - Thanks, odessa. I wish I could remember what Meg was doing. Looking at her camera, or eating something? Eating an hors d'oeuvre, I think.
ReplyDeleteLove love LOVE these pics! What camera did you use? (How would you feel about posting what camera and film [if applicable] you used from now on?)
ReplyDeleteaipingplum - the Zenit 412ls. I shall do that in the post tags.
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