John has photographed weddings on Boca Grande for a quarter-century, for families whose names you would recognize and many you would not. The island repeats itself, year after year: the banyans, the gulf, the verandahs, the slow procession from beach to club.
This story is one of those weekends. A barefoot ceremony beneath the canopy at golden hour, a dinner under string lights, and the long quiet ride back at the end of the night.
