They say rain is good luck, but it’s even better luck when the sun completely ignores the weather forecast and shines anyway. Morgan walked quickly around Floral Hall in Forest Park setting up for the evening’s reception. The sun just broke and, in true Pacific Northwest fashion, the entire Forest Park glowed in warm even light. It was time! The weather was perfect, the tables were set, and the groomsmen were gathering in the hall. It was the best possible beginning.

Bridget and Morgan, thank you so much for sharing your wedding day with me. I could not have asked for a more animated and fun couple to photograph! You two are naturals and your happiness is contagious. I’ve never smiled so much to myself while staring at a computer and editing photos. I have no doubt great days are ahead for you.

With the beautiful overcast lighting, the quick portrait session before the ceremony went well. Bridget didn’t mind getting the dress a little dirty…

While the ladies preparing in a remote location, Morgan and the groomsmen played it cool.

When the ladies arrived, we headed over to the largest hill I’ve ever seen in a park.

Right when I thought there couldn’t be more energy in the air, I met JD. I think this next photo was pure luck because there’s not a camera on this earth fast enough to capture this guy!

After the portraits, we all migrated to St. Mary Magdalen Parish for a traditional Catholic wedding ceremony.

Morgan waits just outside the frame while Bridget is escorted by her father.

There was not much lighting in the Parish, but the lighting that did exists was warm and dramatic.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you man and wife!

There was time for a few photos of the wedding party after the ceremony. What a fun group!

Good luck finding these flowers anywhere. They were prepared just for this special day with… glue.

A Rolls Royce waits just outside the door and a bottle of chilled bubbly on the seat.

The reception was at Floral Hall in Forest Park. Red checkered tablecloths and colorful bouquets were spread about. I felt like I was much further South than Washington state.

The cake! The little red roses on white frosting matched the table cloth. I think I overheard that the roses were painted with spray paint… but I could be wrong.

I ate so many of these mints…

I’m not sure whose more excited here: Bridget, Morgan, or the two girls in the background.

Oh boy, that’s true comfort right there!

Cheers! The lighting was difficult during the toast, but I like how the photos came out in black and white.

The first dance. I liked the lighting fixtures and included them in most of the dancing photos. They remind me of a ship steering wheel.

This was quite possibly the highlight of the evening. I forgot what this dance was called (sadly), but it’s a Reed family tradition. Everyone waltzed around in the most amazing masks and wigs and exchanged notes written on pieces of paper. I won’t pretend to understand the dance, but I did enjoy it.

Just before leaving, I noticed this small frosting rose on the table. Thanks again Bridget and Morgan!