Third morning for cherry blossom images. I parked at six and by six and a few seconds (it seemed), spaces closest to the MLK memorial were packed. By seven you could barely inch along the Tidal Basin sidewalk without rubbing shoulders. I happened upon this scene while returning to the car, assuming the morning was over for photography. This bride-to-be was being photographed from camera right by at least half a dozen shooters. I stopped for one frame and walked away. It wasn't until tonight, as I write this, that I realized this was the shot of the day.