So yesterday I attended a wedding that I never imagined would happen.
I was hired as the photographer, but ended up being ‘location finder for the ceremony’, director of the bride and groom and music co-ordinator for their entrance, arranger of the cake cutting and first dance while being at the right place at the right time for each photograph opportunity.
I was on site at 2.30pm and home by 6.30pm.
Today I discovered muscles that I forgot that I had.
My shoulder blades are sore from holding 3kgs of camera + lens up to my face for 3 hours.
My legs are sore from 4 hours of standing, walking, running, bending, lowering myself to the ground and dragging myself back up again.
My brain is sore from sorting through 500 photos and editing 200 of them.
They sure got their money’s worth out of me.
So I’ve basically been living, eating and breathing the wedding for the last 30 hours. I even dreamt about it last night.
I’d love to share a pic or two here today but that would not be ethical, so watch this space in the next couple of weeks.
I only missed one game in my footy tips this weekend. If the Broncos hadn’t let me down, I’d have had a perfect round!
I’m now 8 points ahead on the ladder - still bragging because that could change at any time!
Tonight I cooked barramundi steaks with lemon butter sauce and served it with roast pumpkin and spinach salad and pickled tomato and cucumber.
Meditation tomorrow so I need to sleep.
Nite all.
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