but at the center of it all, Blaine & Owen—never not smiling. exchanging glances. fitting one into the other. promising for all time.

her hand in his as they jumped wildly into the pool. under a sky full of stars and a crowd of cheering friends recording with their iphones.

spring is well on her way, new and green and touching everything.

and now sarah and eduardo and their words embedded in the bricks of jackson square.

and when I left, I knew them. And I saw their lives so rich and full and their joy in abundance while the world was on pause.

and the tears that watered the ground during those sacred vows seeped forever into that red rock canyon. and water has a memory and the land bore witness and will remember.

i just couldn’t believe i was there. bearing witness. overhearing the tenderness of their quiet just married whispers. the wind in her hair. the sun on his face. mammoth mountain and the promise made beneath it.

light loosely spun out in long threads over hills and plains. great winged wind turbines turning away the minutes. and golden hour turns to blue hour. and we ate pizza and hot strips of cheese bread and laughed and talked and took the whole day.

i’ll never forget the drive in. walking through vail with nat and her fam the morning of the wedding. the welcome gift they left at the front desk. or watching connor kiss natalie through the window with the glowing lights of the city below. eating the most incredible meal with the most generous, loving people.