It isn't a clip on tie, merely a pre-tied bow tie that you clip into place. Big difference.
Pinning on the corsage.
This is where I set the White Balance to Auto and got photos that were much whiter...
No, it isn't a clip on. How many times do I have to tell you?
Cournol Doctor.
The flower girl, Aislingh. She's Irish.
These next pics were taken after the ceremony. I don't have any pics as I was in the wedding.
Not to toot my own horn, but I think this is a great photo.
The stretch...
Remember that time we....
Taken at the Beal Horticulture gardens next to the Library on campus. I had forgotten how beautiful it was.
Three words:
Passed. Out. Bums.
A corsage tune up.
I feel pretty...
West up!
The real West is not amused.
After the photos and on the way to the reception hall out past Chandler road.
Telling stories that few should hear.
Who are you calling wiseguy, wiseguy?
The view.
Me and Alison's cousin.
Where are we supposed to sit? The cards are all wacky...
No Pole/Czech can grant a request on his wedding day.
Me, concentrating.
Peace
Spoon. That's for Damo Suzuki.
The only photo I took in this series where the two of them are in focus. In every other one the tables behind them are in focus.
That is a real flower, not a spun sugar version.
The celebratory dance. I took these from a bad angle and all I can see is the Exit sign.
I have cake on my lips.
Clap!
Clap!
On the way to the willow tree
Waiting.
And so here he is, my little brother.
A corsage tune up.
I feel pretty...
West up!
The real West is not amused.
After the photos and on the way to the reception hall out past Chandler road.
Telling stories that few should hear.
Who are you calling wiseguy, wiseguy?
The view.
Me and Alison's cousin.
Where are we supposed to sit? The cards are all wacky...
No Pole/Czech can grant a request on his wedding day.
Me, concentrating.
Peace
Spoon. That's for Damo Suzuki.
The only photo I took in this series where the two of them are in focus. In every other one the tables behind them are in focus.
That is a real flower, not a spun sugar version.
The celebratory dance. I took these from a bad angle and all I can see is the Exit sign.
I have cake on my lips.
Clap!
Clap!
On the way to the willow tree
Waiting.
And so here he is, my little brother.
I am now and will be forever impressed with my little brother. Overcoming what he has had to overcome in the past seven years is something that is truly breathtaking. I am so very proud of him for what he has done, how well he has done for himself in such a short period of time.
I am also very jealous of him, jealous of his drive and the focus that makes him who he is. But then again in some ways I've always been jealous, I guess that is part of being an older brother.
More than anything though I love my brother and am very proud of him.
It hasn't always been the smoothest road but the road keeps on going, no matter the obstacles.
Thanks for the kind words and great pictures!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a wonderful wedding. I love the pictures of Sophia clapping and crossing her arms. Pretty baby!
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