Every wedding, proposal, and engagement shoot tells a tale. Here are some of the newest.
August 2026: Kyleigh and Jim
Despite weddings being more or less public events, photographers sometimes find themselves in private moments. I’ve shot wedding proposals. I’ve set up and photographed the first moment that a groom or a dad sees a bride in her wedding gown. And just being a photographer gets me access to other private moments whether I really want them or not: dressing rooms and sudden family squabbles and other times that compel me to point my camera directly at the rug that I suddenly want to crawl under. But sometimes it’s an honor to be the fly on the wall, and the couple does want me there. Last Saturday (after getting married at one of the most impressive churches I’ve seen in this job), Kyleigh and Jim sent their family and friends on to the reception, and then headed to a park in Newburyport to read their vows to each other. I’m not sure they minded me doing whatever I needed to get photos of the proceedings, and they’d probably have ignored any potential eavesdropping, but I didn’t want to hear even a single syllable. My 85mm portrait lens got me a little closer to the action than my 200mm would’ve, but it still allowed me to stand just far enough away from the bench where the two sat so that I could get what I needed while leaving the good parts to them.
May 2026: Sara and Graham
How did a newly minted married couple and I end up at a Dunkin Donuts in Charlestown? I don’t really know. One of my favorite things about wedding Saturdays is that 1) anything can happen, and 2) you just go with it. From our engagement shoot last month, I knew that I was going to enjoy working with Sara and Graham. They didn’t take a bad photo—just look at ’em—and they were also both so quiet I’m starting to think they communicate with each other via telepathy. Theirs was a small wedding, and after Dunks we headed over to a restaurant at the Charlestown Navy Yards, where they met up with their guests for dinner and wedding cake. We finished up with some panoramic stuff against the Boston skyline. Small wedding, big photos.
June 2026: Caroline and Mike
I don’t get as many good ol’ church weddings in this line of work, the kind I grew up watching on TV. Like, one with following ingredients: a church; a minister/pastor/reverend; Jesus/The Lord; Bible verses; the old rugged cross; praying; other stuff. At least 95 percent of the weddings I shoot are officiated by JP’s or best friends who got “ordained” online. The Christian services, since it’s the East Coast, skew Catholic or Orthodox, which is the same … but different. On the June Saturday I worked for Caroline and Mike, the wedding had all the trappings of something I’m sure was once more common around America. People get married everywhere these days—back yards, parks, the same dance floors where they have the reception, the beach—everywhere but churches. We can debate about whether that’s good or bad. Actually you can. You can debate that. I will sit this one out and just take the photos. But I can’t deny that the weddings I shot for Caroline and Mike was a happy affair with prayer, love of all kinds, and the feeling that a higher power was sitting in the first row.
May 2026: Allison & Dan (& Diane)
I’m usually hired by the couple to shoot a wedding, but sometimes my services come as a gift from the parents or a friend of the family. In the case of Allison and Dan, my “client” was Dianne, Allison’s mom, who also happens to be the registrar at my old school. My day job as a school administrator has on more than one occasion gotten me a gig with a teacher or other staff, and I take those even more seriously than the rest.** If you blow it on one of your colleagues’ wedding photos, you may as well just quit your job (and move out of the country). But Allison and her mom are such sweethearts I was able to actually put that out of my mind and focus on the task at hand. Allison was also marrying a really cool guy, so the day was fun all the way around. That said, it was New Hampshire and in late May, so heaven forbid the sun shine or the temperature rise above 55 degrees.
** I’m a full-fledged principal these days, so my time shooting teacher weddings has come to an end. It’s not hard to understand why I can’t shoot these for the women on my staff anymore, but I’m gonna miss those.

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