Sometimes it takes a while for words to come out
Like today, for example
I’ve been typing and erasing, over and over
Listening to different songs to get writing going
So I gave up and just wrote these down
It’s still a story after all
And really, there no substitute for these pictures
From Don and Zet’s wedding 2 Saturdays ago.
Mactan Island right across.
Don’s parents.
Myself.
Don’s mama helped him out.
All set.
Prior to dressing up, I noticed Zet crying. When I asked her what was wrong, she told me she couldn’t understand what she was feeling.
After a while she was good to go.
Right Zet?
Some of the sponsors.
Ready to get married.
Hope!
Blurry but goody.
Mr. and Mrs. finally.
The priest asked me to come closer to take a picture of this.
Since the reception was just at the back of the church, we made the most of the space.
I shot by myself as I have most of these Covid times.
Thank You Don and Zet for allowing me to capture these.
