Danielle + Terry were married in the woods on a perfect summer-fading-into-fall day just over a year ago. Their wedding day was ripe with emotion and joy and laughter and beer and dancing and hot summer sun. On that beautiful September day we knew that we’d be getting together once more, Terry + Danielle in their wedding attire and I with my camera. We just didn’t know when. Autumn faded into winter, and winter into another perfect wedding season for me, and a wonderful season of newly-wedded busy-ness and bliss for the Biercaps. Suddenly their anniversary was upon us, already the leaves were beginning to settle into their harvest glow before falling softly to a snow-ready ground, the air turning cooler, denser, the breeze blowing the seasons over with a damp heaviness. It was time.
We met along the bluffs of the St. Croix River, one of my most favorite places in the midwest, and hiked and canoed and laughed until we ached. We reminisced about what it felt like on their wedding day and spoke about what these last twelve months have meant to them. I made images of their love as they talked longingly, wistfully, lovingly, about all of the dreams for their future. It was a perfect, wonderful, all-the-overused adjectives evening. Here a few of my favorite frames: