The wedding

My oldest son finally got married to his girlfriend and their children. That is the new modern order of doing things. Get together, make children and move to a big house. Then you can decide about getting married. Try before you buy, sort of.
Although my son is a meteorologist (weatherman) they challenged the gods by having the ceremony in the old churh ruin without a roof. Only stone walls. Ok, they had a plan B. The church with a roof nearby was booked just in case. Standard procedure in that parish, I was told.
Their wedding photographer didn't show up so every relative with a camera joined forces to document the event of their lives. I brought my 4x5 field camera as planned to take a few plates.

Here is one of my shots

And my wife shot me shooting them

And, of course, all with a camera shot pictures of me stealing the show with my curtain photography.