Monthly Archives: August 2014

A Marriage in Manzanita

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There was a tiny marriage in the tiny town of Manzanita last Saturday. Most of Portland was on the beautiful beaches of Oregon this weekend but we only added 7 and a half people to the crowds. Vivian, the littlest of the group, is only two years old so she counts as a “half”, right?

Lisa and Hub walked down to the sands of Manzanita with their closest friends… people that go way back in their lives. This section of beach was a few blocks down from the main drag and it was wonderfully quiet. They stood in a little semicircle on this sunny day with a very brisk, cold wind at their backs. The vows were short and straight from the heart, the rings exchanged and then they were pronounced by one of Lisa’s best friends. As soon as the pronouncement was made, there were whoops and hollering and dancing in the sand by all. Vivian looked on in amazement. ;0)

Then there was champagne and laughing back at the beach house while we waited for the sun to slip down a little more. The newlyweds came back to the beach with me for a few more portraits in the sweet light while the friends pulled the dinner together. When I left, there was BBQ and music and drinks to be shared and I can still hear Lisa’s fabulous laugh.

As a seasoned pro, I get plenty of the big weddings… the ones with all of the rules and expectations. They are certainly the majority. These little ones, though, bring such a sense of sweet inclusion. It is a true pleasure to be a part of a day like this. A wedding doesn’t have to be big to catch the heart!

Let me know if you’d like to talk about getting married, ok?

Ripley and the Lacy Wedding Dress

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The lacy wedding dress was hanging in the window above the bed in a tiny space full of bridesmaids… supposedly out of the general foot traffic and harm’s way. Champagne was being passed and the girls were helping each other with zippers and sashes as Ripley made his way to the bed… he had noticed something new in the room and, as cats will, decided to check it out. Halfway across the bottom of the train, his claws picking up bits of lace, Christie, my cool and collected bride, caught him up just in time. The look on his face tells me he wasn’t expecting to be noticed. Such a silly cat. ;0)

Christie put on her lacy wedding dress and got married to Matt in his fabulous suit on a hot afternoon in late July … I can’t wait to share the whole day with this couple! They were a lot of fun!

The Boy and the Vintage Typewriter

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The vintage typewriter was set up on a low table in the foyer of the Village Ballroom, the idea being that guests would leave sweet notes of congratulations for Christie and Matt on the day of their wedding. When the music was quiet, you could hear the clackity-clack of the keys striking paper… the sound came and went for awhile. Then Avery, 3 years old, and the vintage typewriter became one. The page that had previously had a a few notes on it was filling with random letters and the key strikes kept coming… I think he was parked in front of it for about 45 minutes. Since Avery is a favorite of the groom, you can bet that page will be treasured as much as the others. ;0)

I enjoyed watching the adults… their levels of concentration very visible and their fingers unused to the force needed to drive the keys. Vintage typewriters aren’t for wimps… you have to get it right or live with it unless you happen to be carrying the oh-so-sexy whiteout.

Funny thing in this day of exclamation points, the Royal, from the the ’40s, had no exclamation point. You had to type a lower case l and hit the backspace and the shift key to add a sort of period to the bottom of it!

I grew up in a typewriter household and I confess, I miss the sound. If you are in the market for a vintage typewriter, go to St. John’s and visit Blue Moon Camera & Machine… it’s a fascinating shop. ;0)

Getting married? Check me out, ok?

Anticipation

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Anticipation was the name of the game on this sunny Saturday afternoon. Amos was waiting for his Shannon in a hallway at the top of the Indigo building. He stood a little straighter and tried not to fidget every time the elevator made a sound but he was so ready to see her! His face was changing from serious to sunny as his thoughts swirled… he didn’t say much and he didn’t pay much attention to anything else… just like a man in love probably ought to be.

As I stood with him in that hallway, I imagined her long ride up in the elevator, anticipating the way it must feel to see each other for the first time on their wedding day. What I know for certain is that the smiles began in earnest when she stepped into that hallway… smiles that stayed lit for most of the day. I think they have a long life ahead of them… more smiles than not. ;0)

I’m so glad that I get to share this kind of day with so many great people… it is a privilege in every sense of the word. It really is a fine sort of work I get to do!