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The apocalyptical side of wedding photography...
Margaret, being all organizational.
Oh to be a pro... "I dare you to go and take their butter!"
Sebastian in one of his poses, reassuring the world that he is in fact a furry muffinface.
Familiar sight: Again, we are on our way to Silver Lake.
Which requires good decision making skills, that I obviously don't have.
Golden light over Lake Ontario Margaret had gathered fellow photographers and we set forth on a venture to her cottage at Chimney Bluffs for some photography action.
Jarrett, shooting large format just to spite me and my digital camera.
Unfortunately, this doesn't capture our rather professional dance moves that we were forced to do because of the massive swarms of bugs.
Sebastian, having successfully removed the bag of bagles from the table, opened it and is now pictured taking his first glorious bite.
A lazy day at Lisa's frontyard. Does the weather get any better?
I had been rather assimillated by the mosquitos at Chimney Bluffs.
Lisa
We decided to do something for a change and went to Cibon for some cake. That was at least the plan.
But who could have resited?
After our meal, which I forgot to pay Lisa for, we had cake anyway.
It was, so to speak, a date.
"No, it's only Lars." Bad rating, my friend.
Park Avenue
Children
Suburban exploring: An abandoned house in Churchville.
Beth, peeking through the door
Tu está muy destruciones?
Emmalee at work.
A rainy night at Java's
A free and also epic-looking bagel in the car.
We took a trip to the beach.
Well... I was not the original model, but I think I was able to pull it off pretty well ;)
Waking up to this is an awesome feeling.
Paul with the extra strong ginger ale and the Fidel hat
Summery light :)
We rediscovered Beth' elementary school playground.
And had ourselves a good time.
You know that you wanted to see it again.
Cow-Ghee.
"Overcoming racial injustice, one polar bear at the time"
Pearl Street. We were a lot of people and decided to take a walk.
Beth and Toby
There's a lot of us.
Beth and I
Highland Park Diner by Night
Goodman Street
Happy Birthday, Lisa!
The sight of the Diner the night before had insipired us to have some fatty, American breakfast.
Margaret's place
Un - Deux - Zéro
Margaret, clutching her photo chemicals like children to her oh so motherly body.
Me being striped like a ...
Lisa's kitchen window
Emmalee spits at me in preparation for the Beatrice Is Dead show.
Rochester Public Market.
Beth, preparing or something.
The girls' setup
Just an example of what they do.
Shortly after this they broke up the band over writing a song about me.
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