There are about a million wedding photographers in every city these days, it seems. So to be asked to fly somewhere to shoot, for me, still gives me butterflies. Hearing "I always knew you would shoot my wedding" is the loveliest compliment I can receive. I looked forward to Danny and Becca's October Estes Park wedding all summer. It was, I thought, going to be a beautiful ending to my busy season.
What I didn't count on was that it would start snowing that perfectly movie-like kind of floaty, beautiful snow right when they saw each other (total magic), or that Danny and Becca wouldn't need to be posed or encouraged to laugh even once because they are so in love that they do those things naturally, or that their enormous wedding party would be perhaps the easiest and most fun one ever. I had no idea that an outdoor wedding could survive that sunny Colorado-brand freezing wind: all it did was give everyone a rosy glow and a story to tell. I fell right back into the groove of their friends, who are still my friends as well. Even the deer wanted to join in, probably because they heard groomsman Ryan laughing his signature laugh. These guys made me feel like a part of the wedding, and not just a vendor. I dig that.
Danny and Becca: thank you for loving each other in the kind of way that encourages others to love deeply.