Christine and Seamus wed at St. Francis Church in Sonoma.
The officiating priest – an absent-minded abbot – accidentally said the wrong names to start their ceremony.
Sensing his senility, Christine and Seamus looked at each other and smiled.
When the cleric confused their names a second time, some of the guests began to giggle. The forgetful friar looked up, perceiving that something was amiss.
He paused and flashed a guilty grin at the congregation, whereupon someone mercifully whispered, “CHRISTINE AND SEAMUS.”
The padre nodded his head and again proceeded… with the wrong names.
The bemused bride and groom forgave the father’s blunder with another exchange of smiles. Their marriage certificate, at least, read properly.
Correspondence from Christine shortly after the wedding brought this bulletin:
“We have a new Murphy on its way!”
A baptism, I suspect, might give that reverend a shot at redemption.
I have the wonderful privilege of being able to call on friends who are world-class photographers to join me for weddings. Joanne Lee, a former newspaper photographer and talented portraitist, took that stunning opening photograph and contributed many of my favorite shots from the day.
- Dave
Photo below by Joanne
Photo below by Joanne
Photo below by Joanne
Photo below by Joanne
Photo below by Joanne
Referrals are the greatest compliment we get in this business.
To me, they’re not just an acknowledgement of our past work, but a gesture of friendship, as though the referring couple has said, “We want to party with you again.”
Perhaps because they had not seen me dance, Holly and Eric wanted to party again.
Holly (immortalized upside down in a wine glass by Ben) coordinated the wedding for Christine and Seamus and requested that we photograph the event.
After consulting my dance card, I enthusiastically penciled them in.
Holly and Eric below, dancing at Christine and Seamus’ Stonetree Golf Club reception:











































