Happy Birthday Laura Christine.
On the left, lounging at the beach in Bibione, Italy as a toddler.
Center- A baby blessing/birth stats I cross stitched in 1983. The town is spelled incorrectly- missing the first C- Eschenbach!
Photo on the right and below as a bride are from 6 months after the wedding in Columbus OH with husband James.
I couldn’t be the mother-of-the-bride AND the wedding photographer last November and their photographer did a fine job but I wanted to photograph the bride and groom myself.
Laura and James agreed to let me shoot some “wedding” pictures on another occasion. Not exactly a Trash the Dress shoot. James knew some good spots to go to in the city. When he asked me I said I wanted the mood to be urban sophisticated.
Turns out it is almost 6 months later. It was not stressful or pressured and we had a relaxing time together. Even returned to the field as the sun started to set to get a different light, something not possible on a wedding day when everyone at the reception is waiting for the bridal party.
Costco white roses for 16.99 with some white floral tape and ribbon and a floral pin from JoAnn’s another ten dollars but the flowers added to the shoot. I had a boutonnière for James and promptly cut the flower head right off as I tried to pin it into his lapel. So much for props..
People called Congratulations and honked their horns, cheered them on and told them they looked nice. Laura said if you want to feel good about yourself, put on a wedding gown and walk down the city street. I asked them what was the best part about being married. And I asked them what is the worst part of being married. Their answers were forthright, frank and touched my heart.
Afterwards we ate at Giorgio’s in Clintonville. They changed before we went.
Donald Payer (Mark’s father-in-law) was using his new camera and did a great job capturing Laura as a bride before the wedding. Thanks Donald. He also was the chef for Saturday’s breakfast at Mark and Erika’s home (assisted by Aunt Linda, Aunt Georgeann,Marlene and Uncle Frank) It was a wonderful weekend celebration.
First cousins once removed on her mother’s side. That is such a strange sounding label! She’s also my youngest grandchild. Fun to be part of a family wedding. Congratulations to Jaclyn and Michael. It was a happy night.
Laura’s getting married. And it’s fall. Was it ever damp and cold today but inside a lot of warmth and love. Some of the people who attended met her when she was six years old (when we moved to Pittsburgh)
We ate Baked Orecchiette with fresh mozzarella and fresh basil. Salad. Bread. Spinach pie and fresh fruit. A cake with fresh raspberries from Jean Marc in Millvale PA. Flowers from Joan’s garden. Donna D crocheted the afghan which Laura wrapped up in after she opened it. Little jars of spice from Pennzey’s for favors. Mary put them on the Lazy Susan like a wedding cake. Joanne in Omaha recommended the organza bags to hold the spice jars. It was a happy celebration with friends and family. Aunt Mary made it possible with all her hard work. Taking her to the train to NYC in the morning before school. It was a wonderful afternoon with family and friends sharing our excitement. My heart is full! The Royal Wedding Towel from Aunt Mary got a good response. The flower girls were a big help with the presents and trash, too!
Tuesday night I uploaded the final card of wedding photos from the weekend and found this image. It was Jesse’s idea. I think it’s really creative. The Juniata River was high and was rushing by. This river is well known for the fabulous trout fishing. But the groom had the idea with the fishing pole and hook, and his bride, Lauren, landed her groom. Honestly, to me it looks as if Jesse is standing in the river! They were a lot of fun. Photos on the track, in the dugout, on the mound, by the scoreboard- it was a fun shoot! And ALL their idea. But the fishing rod and line were all Jesse and I think he came up with a most creative shot for me to catch as he got caught. I asked on Sunday at brunch if it would be okay to blog the fishing shot but then got taken with the bridal party in the dugout. Found this one Tuesday night and hope they don’t mind my posting them again! Way to go Jesse, and I know there has never ever been so beautiful a fisherbride ( what is the female for fisherman?)
June 2009. Jackson Square in the Heart of the French Quarter.