
My cousin got married last weekend! What a beautiful wedding (and weekend) it was! The weather was—not exaggerating—the most perfect weather there could ever be. Sunny, warm (not ridiculously hot like it had been), a lovely breeze. Perfection. The waterside location wasn't too shabby either. The stunning bride and handsome groom are so clearly in love and make the perfect team together. And I had the distinct honour of being the groomsladybro!

It was so great to catch up with family that I hadn't seen in years and spend some time in Bracebridge. It was a trip down memory lane to visit Bowyers Beach where my grandmother used to take me and my brother and my cousin swimming. I used to beg her to take us here! I remembered each turn in the road to get to the beach; so surreal that it was so long ago, but so incredibly familiar. Etched.
Oh, and on the drive through Algonquin Park, we saw a moose! I'm pretty giddy in this photo, because—believe it or not—this is my first moose-sighting.
My bouquet is holding up so well; it is so lovely to have a lingering piece of that beautiful day to enjoy. :)
YAY!
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