Late last year, the niece of a relative saw photographs that I had taken at a family wedding and asked if I would take her wedding as well. Despite my repeated and embarrassingly louder protests and continued reminders that I am NOT a professional photographer, in the end, I found myself with sweaty palms and fancy new big girl lenses focused (with high ISO, no less) on the cusp of an unseasonably warm mid winter's eve.
Here are a few of the shots:



