Guests waited in great anticipation; after entering through a rustic passageway made from reclaimed wood, they were seated at old church pews. Yes… on a mountain sitting in a pew. As wedding guests awaited the next page of this epic story, the groomsmen, like whispers in the forests, stood ready for their cue. Andrew, a man of integrity and great leadership stood with his brotherly friends in a wooded covering, savoring the last minutes he had before joining as one to his future bride. He had given his groomsmen legitimate swords as their gifts and as we would all expect men to do, they so knightly flaunted their swords with gestures and swordsmanship that would have made King Arthur blush.
I left them there in the woods, tucked away, as a I returned to the ceremony site. The cue was then given and the sound of a shofar was sounded from the woods ringing and reverberating through the mountains. This ancient Hebrew instrument was used for announcing the coming of great things. One by one guests were noticing that something/someone had begun walking out of the woods. Then two were walking. Then three. The guests then realized that walking towards them, on the mountain knoll, were Andrew and his groomsmen. When they reached the site there was a victorious cry. Megan’s soon-to-be husband had arrived and was ready to join his heart with hers.Megan arrived in preserved and flawless beauty with her father, Tim. She was prepared to make history with the man she loved. Though some reading this blog could not attend or did not attend, we hope it tells Megan and Andrew’s wedding story like we experienced it.
Megan and Andrew, we pray and believe for great happiness and oceans of joy in the history you make and the life you live. We saw it as a great honor to photograph your day and give to you unforgettable and treasured photography.
– Brittani and Kevin