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Offerings

Every wedding is about what you bring to each other as a couple… hopes and dreams are mixed in with dependable strengths and tolerated shortcomings. I am not sure everyone gets this going in and I feel lucky that most of my couples seem to have the better understanding going for them.

At a wedding, the outward offerings are beautiful little details put forward to say “This is my promise to you.” Amanda & Hansford put their jute-tied wedding rings in a small bronze bowl… they offered this bowl to be passed to each of their guests, asking them to sit for a second and bless the rings and the marriage, each in their own fashion. These two will last a lifetime and that is a marvelous thing…

Whenever I can, I try to give credit to the magic makers behind the scenes, if you are looking for good people in the Gorge, this is a great place to start:

Cork and Bottle Catering

Pauline’s Country Fresh Pies

Lucy’s Flowers in Hood River

This day was pulled together seamlessly by the incomparable Kara Markovich at Ella Events… what a wonderful time!

And, of course, I am always happy to travel! ;0)

A Heaven in Wasco

As in last week’s post, I am running an image from a recent wedding in Wasco. I was the second camera for Randy Kepple, my esteemed and wonderful friend. I don’t shoot for other photographers… still getting the hang of of it, I am not used to hanging back. With Randy, I try to keep out of his way and still bring him images he can use… this one was something he was shooting from a different angle and I lined mine up in a fashion that Amy and Juston might like. This is another of my mixed-tech shots. Digital camera focused on the viewfinder of a Kodak Duaflex from about 1950. It takes a little time and a few tries for the best focus but I love the feel of it… new becoming old and made to last for a very long time.

Cold Walking

Venice.    This time in the beginning of February, 2007. (I try to word it in such a fashion that by some happy chance, I’ll get to go again someday.) Opera Boy and I were there for four fog cloaked days this trip… a much different city than in the Spring. Funny that both arrivals and departures were on sunny days. We had come in on the midnight train from Paris… twelve hours of rocketing through a dark landscape I’d liked to have seen. The first sight of Venice is one I have not photographed yet… it is a place where all of the land vehicles stop and all of the water starts. So far, it brings me to my visual knees and I am consumed just being there. Next time I will collect myself and make a point of catching that amazing transition. Our first chore this trip was to find our hotel and a laundromat.

 

The fog settled in and we spent the next couple of days wandering at will.

This day brought me a blister, a few small pieces of local pottery and three glass cherries each for me and my sister. Best of all, it gave me new vistas at every turn… a veritable treasure box of images.

The Straw Bridge, the lower one with the crowd on it is pretty much what the whole city is like. Tourism is huge here and probably not a little abusive. I came away from both trips with a sense of wanting to help preserve this special place. If you go, treat her gently.