If you had to change the location of your reception three days before your wedding, how would you feel? I can guarantee most brides wouldn’t handle the situation very well but if anyone could, it was Sarah. The week leading up to her and Michael’s big day was the threat of Tropical Cyclone Marcia. Extensive rain, wind and cold was forecast for the weekend meaning their original plans to party down by the river on Mick’s parents property for fear of flooding, was just too risky. So last minute the call was made to change the venue and move into the local town School of Arts where it would be dry, warm and sheltered.
As Murphy’s Law would have it, on the day of their wedding, although slightly overcast, TC Marcia, was nowhere to be seen. However, unexpectedly, another blow in happened, Kieran. Sarah’s youngest brother arrived at their family home only hours before the ceremony all the way from Canada. A shock to everyone, his appearance certainly made for some great tears, laughs and screams.
As the day went on (and after some on foot sheep mustering) I was mesmerised by the happiness between Mick and Sarah. Both of them I have known since I was a child and it was heartwarming to see their connection and joy in marrying each other. Although the weather took a turn and mother nature granted us with rainbows instead of rain, they couldn’t have asked for a better day.
Many people tell me that they often look at my photos to cheer themselves up on days that are a little dull. This wedding then has to be a go to for those days, because the joy and delight in these photos will even make the most morbid person smile.
