It was a Friday, and I’d slept in until 1oam, something I never do unless it was a holiday. Some 60kms south of here near Babinda, set amongst the lush paddocks with rolling hills and mountains on either side, a backyard shindig was happening at 11:30 am.
However, a miscommunication meant the couple’s photographer wasn’t going to make it to the wedding on time, so a Facebook message and two phone calls later, I became Tracey and Christian’s last-minute photographer. I didn’t like the idea of anyone missing out on having photos taken of their wedding, even if it meant getting ready in less than 10 minutes, putting on the first set of clean clothes and speeding down the highway praying the cops wouldn’t pull me over.
I was a very lucky girl, because I made it just in time to catch them saying their vows.
After we took some photos at a neighbour’s property overlooking Tracey’s parents’ farm, we drove back down to the front of the farm to this pile of rubble that once housed the Panebiancos before cyclone Larry blew it away. What an amazing place to come back to, a significant landmark that doesn’t look like much now, but would have had so many memories made inside it.
And if you look at the wall to the left of Tracey and childhood best friend and bridesmaid Josie, you can still see the train and flower that the two of them painted together when they were kids.
Thank you Tracey and Christian for trusting a total stranger to show up in the middle of your big day and being kind enough to let me to photograph your perfect wedding. Your day was filled with so much love, laughter, hilarious speeches, beautiful happy tears, and wonderful company. You guys planned and styled it meticulously. Your backyard wedding was rustic chic, elegant and classy. If I could wake up every morning and be surprised with a wedding as lovely as yours, I’d be the world’s happiest photographer!
Tracey, your beauty and elegance was only outshined by your genuine and happy heart. You were so relaxed and positive even when it looked like you weren’t even going to have a photographer. Love your attitude!
P.S. And out of all the photos that Tracey could ask for, she only really wanted to know if I got any photo of her and her baby Mufasa, her ‘pride and joy.’ I caught a few quick snaps but these photos don’t do justice to how cute and cuddly this puppy was. xo
Lish and Fabian got married on a beautiful sunny winter’s day in Cairns. It had been raining for weeks but the sun came out to play for these two. I think the joy and laughter they shared alone would have brightened up the sky that day, but it helped that we had the gorgeous warm sunshine to add colour to the day.
Thank you for taking me in as part of the family for a day (I’m looking at you Liz!) and letting me capture some of the joy from your day, guys. xo
Some of the awesome vendors that made their day possible:
Ceremony @ St Monica’s Cathedral, Cairns
Reception @ Reef House, Palm Cove
Hair & makeup by Tokunai Hair
Cake by Cake This
Flowers by Nine Blooms
This morning I woke up to news that a couple was getting hitched today and their photographer hadn’t shown up. 15 minutes later I was in the car travelling 1 hour south to Babinda just in time to see these two wonderful people say their vows. It was a gorgeous rustic backyard wedding, filled with so much love, laughter, sunshine and good company.
I’m grateful for serendipitous opportunities to make beautiful pictures and be a part of people’s lives for even just one day. x
“My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder…” ~Jeff Buckley
Exactly two years ago on a Wednesday night also, we took a late night walk around Shibuya. It was our 2nd last night in Tokyo and we didn’t want it to end. It was 11pm, way past a 2-year-old’s bedtime, but he wasn’t in a hurry to go to back to the hotel to sleep. He was too busy dancing with the drumming buskers on the street, crossing the famous intersection outside Shibuya station, accepting free fans and tissue paper being handed out by nightclub promoters. (Side note: Shibuya’s not a place for kids, for anyone planning a family trip to Japan. Ours is a bit atypical and a total night owl.)
Sometimes I just get nostalgic for people and places… but tonight particularly for Tokyo and all of its alienating yet comforting anonymity, the overwhelming lights and sounds. I miss being awake in a city that never sleeps. I miss its safety, its punctual and functional rhythm, its food, its trains….
See you again one night in the not so distant future hopefully, Tokyo.