Matrimonial Rush

I photographed a wedding today, what's been a rare occurrence these past two pandemic years. Ever since I first started this job 12 years ago, I've never actually attended a wedding as a guest. I was only without a camera in the earlier years, when all my siblings and cousins were getting married. One of the first was right here in 2004, a reception for my cousin, Laura Medicraft (now Trimper). The rest came quick, and by the end of 2009, the matrimonial rush was over. I followed a couple years later myself, and it was clear by then that my bloodline was the marrying kind. It's strange looking back, seeing us all pair up so quickly. Those first 5 years seemed slow enough when I was younger, but it's a blink right by these days. I was the invisible observer even then, looking for a way to see and not be seen, peering in from the outskirts. It was remarkably good training for a wedding photographer, one more fraction in the compound eye of a fly on the wall, watching. The times taught me how to tell a true love story, for all the honest heart it holds. I remember those lessons, even now.

 

October 23, 2021

Clementsport, Nova Scotia

 

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