Spring is the feeling of being two drinks into a promising evening. You’re feeling good and there’s still lots of time left. Even if you have allergies, spring remains optimistic. Summer is like being 4 strong drinks in, or halfway into a deep, deep dish of ice cream that you plan to polish off despite the occasional brain freeze and pang of guilt. Maybe too much of a good thing. And fall? By fall you’re sobering up a bit, and the evening is coming to an end shortly. It was a good evening—even great in some respects. One to remember with a smile. Fall is bittersweet that way. And it’s orange and it comes with turkeys and Hallowe’en and pumpkin pie. For all these reasons and more, fall is objectively the best season. Add to it a wedding like this one and well, that packs an aesthetic ka-pow. So, here is all of that beauty in photographs: really, really good-looking people getting married in the objectively best season under arguably the best conditions (warm, bright sunlight in a friend’s barn with a cello, candles, family, friends). Beware of aesthetic overwhelm.
I still have amazing weddings to blog from 2017, but this wedding was actually Rae’s and my last wedding that we photographed last year. It was really the perfect way to end our season. For one, we’d been hoping for months for a wedding night with clear skies, no light pollution, and a couple who wanted a starry-night photos, and it finally happened on the last wedding of our year. Another reason was that it was a really great day, with really great people. One to remember with a smile.