agreements made by deep blue sea, between here and Canada—everything magnified in the late summer sun. the lighthouse a sign for all time. dancing in lavender fields under a heavy lidded sky. and when they left you could hear the cheers from the trolley a mile down the road as the sound filled the coolness of the night.
Read Moreand we’re off. driving north to pick up jake and schatzi (world’s best backseat-car-mate) heading for anacortes and my favorite, the ferry. and it was a dream. and so many photos that i’m breaking this bad boy into two posts. first up—day one and day two.
Read Moreand rowen, the soft light at the center of it all. we learned she really loves trees. and that ferry rides supply the best naps. and that when you’re with people you love things are easy.
Read Morethis wedding. it was. like thanksgiving dinner. or stars growing heavy and bright off of silvery tree branches. like your grandmother's backyard--the one you climbed trees in. like being home. i’ve tried to write out what this day meant to me and how it felt to be there but i can’t come up with the right words. i will say this—i’ll never forget that in the middle of the reception, i was alone for a moment. i saw the dance floor, and people in line at the bar—some seated mid conversation at long tables—the whole thing lit by an autumn moon and soft yellow string lights. and i felt weightless and overwhelmed with gratitude and blessed that i was there seeing it. i felt my eyes fill up and peace. such peace. thank you, Lord.
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