Yesterday was a beautiful day to get married in the Public Garden. Around 4 p.m., we happened to be headed toward the bridge to meet up with some family members. Resting for a moment there, with a large flat of juice and soft-drink bottles, was a clearly frazzled woman in an elegant black dress. "Which way is the wedding?" she implored. I pointed to the wedding above. "No, not that one," she said. Turned out she was a wedding planner and she couldn't find the right wedding - there were four going on at once in the park.
The woman and her father above turned onto a path just before the bridge, right where our very own Sammy Davis Jr. impersonator was playing. When he saw the bride, he graciously stopped playing until they got to the wedding party - far enough away that his music wouldn't interfere with their ceremony.