When I was ten years old, I picked up a camera, dressed my three year old little brother in a suit, wrapped a white blanket around the neighbor girl and took them into the backyard to take their “wedding photos.” Eight years later, I shot my first wedding with a real bride & groom and fell completely in love. I fell in love with capturing life, with finding a moment and holding onto it forever. It’s been thirteen years since that first wedding and I’m still falling in love with these moments that tell a story. And having my husband by my side for every one of them makes me the luckiest girl in the world.
A few things I love besides the look on a groom’s face as he watches his bride walk down the aisle. Jesus. Making my husband laugh. Football. Switzerland. Board games. And closing my eyes & breathing in fresh air.
Please enjoy the moments & stories you find here. I’d love to hear your story.