I photographed a beachy Cape Cod wedding, the kind where the getting-ready pics include making a flower garland for the dog and riding a bike to the ceremony. It felt like a sweet combination of tradition and improvisation. It was very windy, which contributed to the beautiful visuals—the billowing chuppah, the veil with a mind of its own.
It was small in terms of in-person guests but lots of virtual guests attended and toasted. I was so happy to be there collecting the memories for them. So gorgeous and joyful. More photos here.