We hear so many stories of love and romance. I will forever be grateful for where my life’s journey has led me. I have the best job in the world as far as I’m concerned. I get to photograph happy moments. That moment you will think about for the rest of your life whenever you look at your husband or wife. And when the moment is over, what is left to remember are the photographs. With this in mind, I try to capture those moments as they are…as the couple is together…as much of their personalities allow me to capture.
On this particular day, the rain came and went throughout the afternoon. It was as if Mother Nature and My Tiny Wedding were in sync. We had four weddings that day. And, as if on cue, Mother Nature brought on the rain as the bride and groom were being announced…and would stop the drizzle as soon as we arrived at the next ceremony location.
Which led for perfect landscape conditions for that final wedding of the evening…the ever-so-slight coolness in the air…the mist rising throughout the valley…the quietness except for the drips of water falling from the leaves. All of these things came together perfectly for this very kind couple. I could tell that Mother Nature thought they were worthy of all her gifts that she had to give on their special day. I noticed that Dava and Lance have this serene aura that allows you to be at ease with them. Instantly they had Peter, Al and I engaged in a comfortable conversation and we naturally just fell into the ceremony as if the start was simply when they stepped out of the car.
These tiny ceremonies that fall between the larger Sandstone weekend weddings give me my peace and bring me calmness…enough to prepare me for the energetic bustle of the larger weddings just a few days away.