I’ll admit it, I’ve had tears in my eyes when brides have walked down the aisle. This time around I was sobbing and fat tears were rolling off my chin as I photographed Jacquie come down the aisle, arms linked with Jamie and Louise. Of all the weddings I’ve photographed, this one holds itself pretty close to my heart. Jacquie is Jamie’s baby sister, and she’s been my partner in crime for 14 years. When it came time to start planning her wedding, she asked if I’d rather be part of her bridal party or the photographer…there was no decision to be made in my mind (not to mention I’m terrible at speeches and high heels slow me down). Jacquie and Aaron were pretty clear in how they wanted their day to unfold – a big party, full of tunes, pipes and drums, bar songs, and for everyone to have a great time. Naturally the best location for that type of shindig is in the Maritimes, so we packed up everything and flew across the country to Aaron’s home town of Fredericton for the big day. The party lasted until the wee hours of the morning and we had about an hour to pack up all of our stuff and get on the road to Cape Breton. Jacquie and Aaron arrived a few days after with their super-talented friends Marie-Agnès and Jean Yves (who flew all the way from Brittany for the wedding), so we took a few more photos at Little River Beach…and introduced the North Shore to the sounds of the bombarde. So happy to have Aaron in the family, and even better now that I’m not the only one with the funny accent!