To Have and to hold

Recently I have been writing a column on weddings. It has given me a lot of pause-- time to think about the twenty years I have experienced observing through my lens the vows a person takes in front of their loved ones. It is a beautiful thing, whether scripted or not. It had me thinking about the few times that I actually shed a tear behind that lens—and it was always those unscripted moments (the ones that catch you off guard) when a bride or groom wrote their own vows. Here are a few shots from various weddings of couples in the midst of saying their vows. Do you think you would cry at your own wedding? Did you cry at your own wedding? 

March farm (or a midwinter's night's dream)

"Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience"-Ralph Waldo Emerson


Look what a day can do.  I thought I would update the blog with the new snowfall. In the last few days the blanket of snow changed everything. Only nature could produce this kind of beauty. Shortly after,in January,they trimmed the trees and the apples were gone. I have never seen red apples clinging on till December. I was praying for snowfall the day prior, thinking how beautiful it would be to capture the red apples, the grey/brown of bark, and the white snow. And it paid off. Who said there is no Santa Claus?

"Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world".-from, Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus

Happy Holidays from Bethlehem , Ct.

March Farm

December snuck in. With out snow, with out warning, and on a 65 degree day I wandered down the road with my camera, and was struck by both the beauty and the starkness of the orchard near my home.