There once was a brown eyed, self-proclaimed daddy’s girl with a fondness for all things sparkly and glitter who met a clean-cut, Harley driving boy who was quick to open a door and quicker still to offer a smile. The rest, as they say, is history. *** Florist :: mother of the bride Wedding Rings :: Kay Jewelers Bride’s Dress…

This day. Oh, so much to say about this day. About how the sky looked like it was going to be endlessly drizzling on us. About how the weather lifted just enough to allow for an outdoor ceremony and photographs before raining down on us yet again. About the meaningful three-piece cross ceremony as three people became a family. About…

The lush green grass of the golf club was sculpted beautifully against the rise and fall of the earth. A metallic ping could be heard echoing in the distance as clubs made contact with little white plastic orbs. Dark, ominous clouds hung threateningly in the distance while bursts of laughter erupted from the building where the wedding party gathered. Separated…

If there were words that could describe this wedding, they would be somewhere along the lines of effortless, alluring, beautiful outdoors, cheerful, hilarious, tender, blissful, romantic, love soaked, charming, affectionate, lighthearted…just to tick off a few. However, sometimes words can’t quite do justice to the overall emotions of the day; and that, dear friends, is why we have photographs. ***…

It rained.The sun never made an appearance, the cloud cover never once broke and the rain, oh, the rain! It alternately arrived in buckets, drizzles, sheets and gusts. The temperature was abnormally chill for {what should have been} a beautiful spring day. The chill hung heavy in the air and soaked a person from the inside out. And yet. And…