There’s no way to assess the amount of preparation that goes into a wedding and surrounding events. It’s all joyful, of course. Yet even when all the preparations have been accomplished, there are still preparations the day of!
The bride and bridesmaids gather to be coifed and painted (no disrespect intended) for their stroll down the aisle.
The groom smoothes his face and lets his mom snap a picture. (We were all rooming on the 11th floor of the Hyatt Regency Reston Hotel, making these photos possible with minimal invasion.)
I saw these on the desk, in preparation.
Get me to the church on time!
Her final preparations as Beth Ambrose.
A wedding tradition.
Left over right, through the loop. . . We can do this! One of my joyful preparation tasks was to make eleven ties and pocket squares for the groom and groomsmen and these guys.
I work at not having regrets, but my regret at not getting a picture of these six Andersons in their wedding attire stayed with me until I discovered, while looking through my pictures, that I could combine these two! Makes me happy.
I caught this memorable church from the “choir level” as guests began to arrive. Quinn and I sang “The Servant Song” from this spot just before the entrance of the mothers. Mauri accompanied us on the piano, also from the heights.
Thanks to Rachel, I have this fun memory of cousins Oscar and Paul, sitting beside Papa Neil, Dusty’s dad.
The nuptial mass was truly beautiful, the monsignor’s homily fitting and meaningful and direct. Several times during the ceremony I heard him say “for the rest of your lives.” I also appreciated his reminder (to us all) to love and accept each other for who we are, not for what we want each other to be.
As the priest proclaimed Taylor and Beth officially married, I grabbed my camera to record this moment.
Taylor’s reaction to the hearty congratulatory applause.
I think my heart will burst.
Mr. and Mrs. Taylor Carlson! I have another dear daughter to have and to hold from this day forward.
Rachel caught my attention as we recessed and snapped this happy moment.
Some rejoicing in the vestibule.
High fives from Taylor’s aunt Carol, my sister, who traveled from California for the wedding.
Here’s Beth with her siblings—Ryan, Shannon, and Tara.
Waiting around now for the formal photos. Quinn’s talking with Rachel and John, who came down from Philadelphia for the wedding (and Oscar in the row).
Cassidy, junior bridesmaid, with two beloved aunts. Yes, John and Erin, Sage and Brynn, traveled from Oregon to be part of these events.
The marriage license. Signed and sealed.
And an illustration of the benefits of cropping. This might turn out to be one of my favorite wedding shots.
The full wedding party. The darling 20-month-old twins are Beth’s nieces.
More poses, caught a moment after the real photographer’s final flash.
Mauri likes to take pictures of me taking pictures.
Taylor and Beth got married (in case there was any doubt.)