I say it all the time, because it’s so true: our favorite thing about our job is that we have new friends when the wedding is over. But with Kristi and Matt, we ended up with new friends before the wedding! We got along so well with them right away. And when they pulled out three bottles of flavored tequila after their engagement session and invited us to stay for cocktails, we sealed our friendship right then and there! Since that day, we have shared more cocktails, and even more laughs. We looked forward to their wedding not only as photographers, but as friends! We’re so thrilled to be sharing this one today!
I knew Maggi and Aaron were our kind of couple when she told me that they were more “silly” than “romantic.” I love fun, laughing photos, and these two are the perfect playful couple! But as it turns out, they can do romantic pretty darn good, too.
Molly and Spencer are the epitome of Southern charm and grace, and their wedding day only proved it! Molly could only be described as the quintessential blonde bombshell, with a golden heart to match! You can tell more about a person by their friends, and Molly was surrounded by dozens of ladies who only wanted to make sure that she was taken care of on her special day, and that she wanted for nothing. What they all realized was this day was about love, and that the only thing she wanted was Spencer.
Criston said over and over that the only thing that mattered on her wedding day was that she married Garrett. She didn’t want a big production. She wanted a quiet, classy day with her new husband, her family, and a few close friends. She wanted a celebration of love and for her son to be welcomed into their new family. Garrett wanted the same.
Cheryl is the kind of girl who does things herself. She owns her own business. She adores cooking, enjoys the challenge of learning a new, complicated dish. If she doesn’t know how to do something, she figures it out. And she’s not afraid to open a bottle of champagne by herself, at her own wedding. She’s independent. She doesn’t need anyone else to take care of her. Continue Reading…
For the last two years, we have been the disgrace of the neighborhood. Really. Our front yard was a mess. I love plants, gardens, and landscaping, and when we moved in about 9 years ago, I chose and planted everything myself. At the time, I was a stay at home mom, and had a little more time for garden upkeep. But not anymore. I’m surprised we haven’t gotten nasty notes stuck in our mailbox from concerned neighbors.
The last time we went back to our Mississippi hometown, I forgot my camera. So I made sure I had it with me this time. And carried it around with me nearly the whole time we were there, perhaps unnecessarily. But I’d rather have it and not use it than want it and not have it. That, and I feel less naked when I have it. It’s like an extension of my right arm, and I always feel like I’m missing something when I don’t have it. It’s true.
This weekend was the annual Octoberfest festivities, and we didn’t want to miss it. It’s the one time of year that anyone who has ever lived in our hometown goes back to catch up with old friends. We saw many a face that we hadn’t seen in years, ate too much fair food, and purchased some unique craft items.
The kids never pass up a chance to slide down a giant inflatable, bouncy slide!
I was a little jealous of my mom’s new handmade reindeer that she got for her garden. But there was only one white one, so I conceded.
The next day, we waited for the rain to pass, then spent the rest of the afternoon riding. Jessie has the perfect hair for ponytails. A ponytail is the least flattering thing that my hair will do!
My brother is the best fix-it man.
Some Mississippi landscapes:
Alex was telling me an in-depth story (he never leaves anything out!), and was oblivious to my camera. I have them trained to practically not even notice it. Score!
I spent most of the time doing one of my favorite things: tailgating.
But I got my feet dirty too. My advice: don’t wear flip-flops while riding 4-wheelers. I thought it was a smart choice due to the easy clean-ability, but the ants thought differently. Ouch.
Here’s to fall weekends. And inflatable bouncy slides. And mud-spattered shoes. Cheers!
It’s Spring, and I love this time of year in my garden. All last year’s deadness (yes, I just made that word up) is finally gone, replaced by colorful flowers that are starting off the season right. Especially roses. I love roses. Not the old fashioned, cultivated, long-stemmed, tea roses. Wild, prolific roses that have clusters of flowers and ramble over arbors or fences and bloom all year long. The kind that don’t require me to baby them. Only appreciate them. That I can do.
Some other things I have done this month:
- Learning how to be a dance mom. Two competitions this month!
- Watched baby cardinals hatch, grow, and leave the nest.
- Spent lots of time downtown for numerous photo shoots.
- Dyed eggs for Easter.
- Shot my first Catholic wedding.
- Had lunch with one photographer, and dinner with another.
- Watched my garden grow.
- Discussed dichotomous veining patterns in ginkgo leaves with my dad. I get my nerdiness from him.
- Suffered through a Temptations tribute band with a good friend on a girl’s night out.
Here’s to roses. And Spring. And new growth. Cheers!