Brin + Brandon | Romantic Oregon City Riverside Wedding

Brin + Brandon!! Congratulations, you two!!! I am seriously over the moon excited for you two. Your wedding was so beautiful, elegant and joy-filled. Brin, you were an absolute vision and Brandon, you certainly were suave! On point. I love you both!

Photographer: Andie Reavely | Venue: Cleland House/Haugen Manor on the Clackamas River | Wedding Coordinator: Meghan Haugen | Makeup: Sierra Campbell | Dress: Claire Pettibone Wyoming Gown/Romantique Bride | Tuxedos: Generation Tux | Film Stock: Portra 400 | Cider Tap: Bauman Farm Cider Co

Elizabeth + Stewart Terrall | Aurora Colony Vineyards Wedding

Congratulations, Andy & Stewart! Wow, what a day this was! Absolutely beautiful from beginning to end. It was an honor to photograph your wedding—you really are a dream couple. I hope your first year of marriage is sweet and full of firsts and forevers! Cheers!! 

Naka & Anh | Part 1: Traditional Vietnamese Ceremony in Beaverton, Oregon

Oh. my. goodness. Naka and Anh, what beautiful morning! The colors, the beautiful homes, everything, it was so much fun getting to see traditions that I haven't gotten to see before! It was such a delight. Thank you, thank you! 

PART 2: TRADITIONAL AMERICAN CEREMONY, COMING SOON!

Part 2: Traditional American Ceremony, coming soon!

Grant + Anna Blomdahl | Portland Hotel Monaco Wedding

Grant and Anna. Oh my heavens, you two are absolute dynamite. You are PERFECT together. I could not have been more delighted to photograph your wedding. What an honor. Thank you. You love people well as individuals and I am excited to see the impact of your joined forces. You both inspire me and I hope we can be married friends. So much love to you both.

Preparation & Portraits: Hotel Monaco, Portland, OR | Ceremony & Reception Venue: The Witherspoon Event Space 

31st page of the 12th chapter

Month twelve of year twenty-fourteen. I am sad to see the year near a close, but it's a different sort of close than that of a good book. There's an emptiness and almost a loneliness that I feel when I finish a good novel—I grow attached to the characters and become familiar with their world. When the remaining pages are few, I begin to read more and more slowly, putting off the ending as long as possible. At the close of a book, I'm not ready to say goodbye to it all; I wish for more.

I feel very differently about the close of a year. Yes, I have been breathlessly caught up in the adventure of it all, entwined with the characters and have become familiar with the rhythm, rises and routines. The cliffhangers of a year have me at the edge of my chair, but at the close of a year, I don't fear the dust that it will soon gather as the thirty-first page of the twelfth chapter conclude.

I simply wake up the next day. I kiss the neck of the man sleeping beside me, pull on a sweater and tiptoe across the chilly kitchen floor to put a kettle on for coffee. 

This past year brought pleasure and pain, highlights and shadows, crags and chasms. Each have enriched the story in a unique way—after all, what is a story without contrast? 'Tis monotony. A succession of bland interactions; a drone, unvaried in pitch and tone. With heights and depths there are opportunities to respond and feel, to trust and hope, to wait and see.

Ah yes, I will wait and see, because the conductor has not laid his baton to rest. Whether major or minor the chord, the resolve does not occur without the final wave of his hand, and it has not yet waved. I have peeked ahead to see the final movement of the piece, and am reassured to know that the end is more epic than the interlude.