I crashed a wedding last week. There was an unattended wedding runner out on the bridge above our house and I thought perhaps someone may be proposing. I ran home and got my camera and waited. The groom showed up and I got the scoop. Their photographer twisted her ankle and couldn't make it so I asked if I could take some photos for fun. He agreed, so I started clicking away.
The bride arrived by horse-drawn wagon and then walked down an aisle on this old bridge (I informed Brooklyn and Madelyn this is where they will be married.)
It was a beautiful wedding for a beautiful bride. I hope she likes the pictures.