Cassandra & Kristiann // A San Francisco City Hall wedding ft. The Golden Gate Bridge

San Francisco city hall is a busy little beehive of a place. At any given time I can look across the huge central room and see five more versions of me running around also frantically taking photos. Couples pass in alternating black and white garb, all there for a singular purpose; turning the page of a new chapter. It was here that I met Cassandra and Kristiann, two beautiful people who had flown in from Ireland to tie the knot uniting their lives. With just a few friends around, each tasked with some job ranging from live-streamer to organizer, that is exactly what they did.

Bridget & Justin // A San Francisco Wedding ft. The Castro

What strange times. Weddings have shrunk and these windows in which I get a glimpse into a group of people, a community, a family, are so different. The banter is quicker, schedule aren’t overflowing, there’s time. Time to take a breath, to settle into the moment and appreciate what is going on around you. 

That’s how I remember Bridget and Justin’s little wedding up near the Castro in San Francisco. It was one of those day where fog rolls in heavy waves over the city slowly choking out the light. Things seemed slow, as if in a painting. Heavy, wet air with a chill breeze blustered about. Cars wound up and down the hill in the background. To an audience comprised of a computer holding their friends and family and a rooftop holding the same, they laughed, they cried. When they kissed a nearby hill filled with the hoops and hollering of some curious onlookers. It was a day filled with joy bookended by stressful ones that didn’t seem to matter.

Trisha & Danny // A Sacramento Wedding

This story is about a table. I’m not entirely sure where The Table came from, or how often he was used. If I had to venture a guess The Table lived most of his life in a garage, folded together neatly and stored out of the way. He would come out every now and then, someone rushing in to whisk him away and hastily throwing some cloth over him. He wasn’t pretty, very utilitarian, and though his life wasn’t active the few times he came out there was a guaranteed party. 

It was mid May, not exactly hot but maybe a bit warmer than comfortable. It was here that The Table found himself being set up neatly in a little park. The park itself was large, a few sports fields, a playground and some picnic tables nestled just off a lazy street in west Sacramento. People bustled about him. A vase, water bottle, some knickknacks and a computer were shuffled around. He enjoyed holding things, feeling useful. Everyone seemed so joyful, excitement filled the air. 

Trisha and Danny hadn’t planned on having their wedding this Saturday in May. A pandemic was in full swing, but in a stroke of luck their family was passing through Sacramento on the same day. In the span of a couple days they planned an impromptu celebration. It featured masks, a rather lengthy Zoom call, and a good bit of distance between families. But I’ll let the photos tell the rest.