Paparazzo neighbor? I think not!
Someone very dear recently referred to me, in a somewhat goading fashion, as "the paparazzo neighbor". Of course I was deeply offended! The term has such a negative connotation. Note the definition below.
Paparazzo-a freelance photographer, especially one who takes candid pictures of celebrities for publication.
I am not a "freelance" photographer and I believe I have never seen a celebrity in the flesh! I would hardly call my blog a publication! I am a photographer and my camera is usually swinging from my neck (as the numerous lumps on my granddaughter's head will attest), but there the similarity ends!
On June 8th, 2013 there happened to be an outdoor wedding in our neighborhood. It was only natural that my swinging lens should focus on a few scenes from this event. It took place four doors up from us on one of the few glorious days we've had since the snow melted.
The wedding party gathered on a pier down the shore from us and were ferried to a pier on the other side of us. The bride arrived in a sleek looking speed boat. How lovely...how romantic! My granddaughter Charlotte and I traipsed up and down our shoreline, and a little beyond, watching with delight.
The groom had gone around the neighborhood a few days earlier to let everyone know about wedding traffic concerns. He was handsome and sweet. I have not yet learned his name, but I will share a few photographs from one of the most important days of his life.
Charlotte and I first noticed some fancy red pants containing a performer of some sort. He was definitely not camera shy! (I wish I knew his name, too. He should see this.)
Soon after Mr. Red Pants disappeared other lovely clothes began to parade by.
As the parade of beautiful clothes slowed down, Charlotte and I went around back to the pier next door to watch the event unfold.
The wedding party passed directly in front of us on their way to the designated pier.
There was a bit of an audience on the lake as well as on shore...we shall call them 'gawker boats'.
The water was calm and peaceful - perfect! 
Okay! Now right here, look at the image below. Very disappointing! Not one wandering ring bearer, excited little flower girl or over-zealous groomsman landed in the drink. The entertainment value for the 'gawker boats' was severely limited.
See the photographer in the upper left? Instead of people plunging off the pier, she is getting pretty shots of perfectly behaved, adorable children, calmly walking to their places.
Here comes the bride! All this while the red pants dude was singing. It was fantastic. We could hear him!
Perfectly poised and beautiful.
The preacher preached, and just like that the ceremony was over! (Spot the red knee at left!)
So Charlotte and I headed around to the front of the house to see what there was to see. Fancy clothes were heading back the other way. Charlotte was pretty fancy herself. She still had on her nice dress having just returned from a baby shower earlier in the day.
This charming young man, impressed by Charlotte's wheels, stopped by for a chat.
Limos, drivers, photographers, red pants performer, groomsmen, bride, all at the end of our driveway! Sweet!
We were treated to this amazing smile from the beautiful bride! Paparazzo Neighbor indeed! We are simply friendly neighbors. Someday I might know the bride's name. Could she look any happier?
Stretch limo and driver.
The red pants performer in his mostly red car. Still loving the camera! I wish I knew his name.
After a while all the excitement disappeared down the street...I think I will bring my new neighbors a pie and find out their names!
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