Thanksgiving morning, I left my husband and kid on the couch snuggled up and about to watch the Thanksgiving Day parade. I’m not going to lie, it was hard leaving them. I should also mention it was killer-cold that day so that didn’t help. But once Claire and Ryan’s ceremony began I forgot about the cold, and the day of tofurkey eating, and was just amazed by their impressionable ceremony and all the feelings they must be feeling, and what their family must be feeling being there for such a spiritual moment. Ryan had a moment of meditation before the ceremony and then Claire and Ryan rang bells to each other signaling to each other they were ready. They wrote their own vows, put oil on each others forehead, exchanged rings, and their family put their hand written well-wishes in the fire. After we were done they were heading to a nearby cabin to cook their family Thanksgiving dinner. It was powerful and I’m so glad I got to be there.
Baby Oliver has entered the world now but I wanted to look back and celebrate the time that was still very special for his parents. A time that was just the two of them and a bump right there in-between. I photographed Leslie and Ross’s engagement and wedding as well and this one feels of equal importance.