The wind was sharp and the clouds hung low over the waves as we made our way to the cliffs – the bride’s hair whipped around wildly in the wind, and he held her close, not just for photos, but for warmth. There’s nothing quite like these moments when time seems to stand still – it all happens quickly, but I see it all unfold before me as I imagine how the final captures will look. Every time a couple trusts me I feel so incredibly honored to tell their story.
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