this is the story of melanie + kevin’s wedding day | they were together | i forget the rest.

July 27th, 2014

 

75Melanie emailed me this winter and after corresponding for a month or more, we finally decided to get off the computers and get into the real world and meet face to face. It was the first snow of the season, and we had wine and tator tots and talked about Bob Goff and Donald Miller and connected instantly. I left dinner unsure if Melanie was going to choose me to document her wedding day, but certain that I had made a new friend for life. So when she emailed me to let me know that she wanted me to tell her story, I was elated. Though I barely knew her, and had yet to meet her love, I knew her heart as if it were my own, and that her love story was one that I was destined to tell.

Melanie and Kevin’s story isn’t an easy one. They’ve sailed their share of rocky shores, waves crashing over them like boulders. Despite turbulent seas, they push ever onward with no destination but the horizon. These two aren’t trying to get anywhere. Instead, they’re merely trying to endure the storm as one, enjoying every breath of warm air and smooth seas that come their way. They are the living, breathing, being embodiment of a don’t give up story, and they committed to one another knowing that love isn’t a fairytale, it’s a fist fight, and it’s worth every single drop of blood, sweat, and tears.

Watching them together is otherworldly. They dance as if no one is there to watch them, and walk together, fingers always intertwined, bodies teetering ever closer, eyes alight. Their love is magic.

It was an incredible joy to document a day of it. Their best day of it. Here are a few of my favorite images from their wedding story:
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this is the story of liz + nick’s blue horse farm wedding.

July 11th, 2014

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Like most couples I have the honor of photographing, Liz and Nick have an incredible story (and happen to be two incredible and giving people). They met through a friend of Nick’s and when their first date ended with a game of cribbage Nick knew there was something different about Liz. Something he never wanted to let go of. So he didn’t. He held onto Liz, and she to him, and they’ve grown into an incredible team. Giving, honest, hilarious, with hearts that beat for others. I was beyond blessed to document their wedding at Blue Horse Farm. Here are a few of my favorite images from their beautiful day.

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barefoot magic | a rural minnesconsin wedding along the cliffs of the saint croix river | rhiannon + aaron

July 6th, 2014

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I’ve spent the better part of a week trying to figure out how to word this blog post. How best to string adjectives and metaphors together to describe exactly what Aaron + Rhiannon’s wedding was. I could tell you that it was filled to bursting with love and magic and joy and wonder. It was. I could tell you how radiant Rhiannon looked in her one-of-a-kind custom wedding dress, and how dapper Aaron was in his tweed suit. They were. I could tell you about the heat and the barefoot dress code, or wax poetic over the cloudless sky embracing the jagged edges of the cliffs along the St. Croix River, sun gleaming and squinting off the steel-covered rock. I could tell you about the angry emu and Spotted Cow and rhinestones and Magnetic Fields songs. I could go on and on about the performance by Circus Juventas in the middle of the reception or the fairy wing making station and zip line strung in trees deep in the woods, begging for bravery, born or from beer. All of it would be true and real and descriptive. But Aaron and Rainy’s wedding day was so much bigger than adverbs and euphemisms and trite soliloquies. It was all the things we read too often on wedding blogs – perfect and beautiful and filled to bursting with so. much. love. But it was also so much more than that. It truly was a gathering of hearts – of souls collected and curated carefully over years and miles and rivers and roads – together in the middle of nowhereseville Wisconsin on Rainy’s dad’s hobby farm. A handful of people closest to the couple, showering them in love and splendor and joy and dancing and all the things we feel when we close our eyes and hold our face to the sun.

Warmth.
Joy.
Love.

This was Rhiannon + Aaron’s wedding day.
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