so much change.

closeness and sureness from years of commitment. from honoring a choice.

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.

you can meet them in person or see a photo of them in matching onesies and know they are a perfect pair through and through. their shapes fitted together. hands and feet and arms that move together.

the love and the joy and the shelter you can receive from another person. love is loudest of sounds.

crossing oceans and lands to approach this moment with steadfastness and certainty.

sunrise is unique. it creeps over like a long yawn, stretching slowly, dusting the earth with muted beams of light. the shadows are much cooler. a noticeable contrast. the ground quite damp with dew. and our little paradise carved out of a backyard in austin. sheets and linens hung from clotheslines. rich green branches acknowledging the breeze.

the windiest day, atop a hill in rolling-green-texas. sunshine on everything, the world was quiet and hunter made good on a promise, true to his word, 2020 would be their year.

and at the center, McKenzie and Beau, pressed sweetly, cheek to cheek beneath twinkle lights and the great trees of her grandmother’s backyard.

married over 10,000 feet. on a mountaintop, vows said over the valley, while great full clouds rolled in and out overhead. thirty of their nearest and dearest gathered around,

listening to jordan’s mother speak to the character of them both. watching them lose their minds over t swifts “22” being played.