crossing oceans and lands to approach this moment with steadfastness and certainty.
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she found Jory in Costa Rica. the surfer with the cafe. living a quiet life, enjoying what was right in front of him. and there they stayed. Under sun and palm. Falling into the slowness together.
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and at the center, McKenzie and Beau, pressed sweetly, cheek to cheek beneath twinkle lights and the great trees of her grandmother’s backyard.
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married over 10,000 feet. on a mountaintop, vows said over the valley, while great full clouds rolled in and out overhead. thirty of their nearest and dearest gathered around,
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listening to jordan’s mother speak to the character of them both. watching them lose their minds over t swifts “22” being played.
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agreements made by deep blue sea, between here and Canada—everything magnified in the late summer sun. the lighthouse a sign for all time. dancing in lavender fields under a heavy lidded sky. and when they left you could hear the cheers from the trolley a mile down the road as the sound filled the coolness of the night.
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and we’re off. driving north to pick up jake and schatzi (world’s best backseat-car-mate) heading for anacortes and my favorite, the ferry. and it was a dream. and so many photos that i’m breaking this bad boy into two posts. first up—day one and day two.
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i just couldn’t believe i was there. bearing witness. overhearing the tenderness of their quiet just married whispers. the wind in her hair. the sun on his face. mammoth mountain and the promise made beneath it.
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vast desert. dirt roads. drippy sunshine. i want to send up all the thank yous in the world for brit and kev coming into my life. and so this was the place. the first day of Hey, Sista they made the trip out and we ran around and avoided cacti and laughed and scooped up that drippy light by the handful.
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the kind of clouds you dream about and want to drift away on. the kind of rain that’s so thin and misty it settles like a fog. and all the greens sang to life and those tender touches and hand brushes and laughs and heart pounds—those things just magnified times a million because good glory that soft, hazy, autumnal light. that’s not a sentence but it’s how i felt.
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i’ll never forget the drive in. walking through vail with nat and her fam the morning of the wedding. the welcome gift they left at the front desk. or watching connor kiss natalie through the window with the glowing lights of the city below. eating the most incredible meal with the most generous, loving people.
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