a few favourites from the wedding

Photographed with Nikon D300, 70-200mm lens.

We're back in Houston. I was all ready to write a post about how it's good to be back home, and how much Rufus missed us, and how there's a little less of him now than there was before (Rufus, bless his heart, spent the week at the vet, where he became a little less ... manly), but the truth is, I've been sitting in front of my computer ever since we got back. As I may have mentioned before, my standard wedding gift is an album of photographs from the wedding, which I usually try to get back into the bride and groom's hands quickly enough so that they have something to show their friends when they get back to work. Since I shot a ton of images at my cousin's wedding this weekend, and they're taking a very short honeymoon, I needed to get going on them.

And so, instead of a back-to-Houston post, I thought I'd just share a few of my favourites from this particular wedding. Because it was the wedding of my cousin, and there were so many family members around, it really felt like a family reunion, so this was particularly fun for me to capture. And while processing the images tonight, some of them made me smile, and some of them made me laugh right out loud.

I love the expression on Walter's face, above. Marcus calls this his, "Oh wow, we're actually MARRIED!" face.

You've gotta love bridesmaids like this. Is it me, or is it totally obvious how they made it into Nikki's starting lineup? In fact, all the bridesmaids were radiant and glowing and happy throughout the entire wedding:

See? Seriously, I want to be their best friend.

The expression on the older ringbearer slays me. Every shot I took of him, he had that expression. I think he was trying to smile, but really, he just wanted to go run around with his brother.

And speaking of expressions, get a load of Alex's in the following shot:

Everyone else is completely oblivious to my camera, but Alex totally zeroes in on my lens, with a canned little strained smile. It appears that since she's growing up with a camera lens constantly around her, she's developed a sixth sense for when one is aimed right at her. Bless her heart.

And finally, my all-time favourite shot of the day:

From left to right: my dad, my mom's cousin Wendell, my mom, and Wendell's wife, Rose. The sheepish looks on their faces are due to the fact that after three phone calls, they are finally wandering down to the reception for the photos, after having snuck off for some rum punch my dad smuggled into his hotel room. Exhibit A: the red cups in his and Wendell's hands.