Jay and Steph’s Wedding, 3/3

We’re still at the reception, but stepped out into the sun for a moment of garden hijinks. Charlie, Pete, and I sat posed for a minute, taking advantage of the setting to capture a cheeky moment.

Back inside for a few more photos. Missed eating the actual cake, I’m afraid.

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

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strange days indeed

And after the party is the after-party, at the hotel across the complex. This turned out to be pretty much us youngans goofing around at the bar and in the courtyard. But that never really gets old, does it? I suppose I should enjoy these nights as much as possible before the gang starts having children. Oy, now that sounds bizarre.

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

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strange days indeed

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