it was summer church camp, mid 1990′s. us girls were busy chatting about boys and outfits, and boys and school, boys and music, boys and boys. “you like mike!” i would say to melanie and she shook her head no or laughed or something along those lines. we all giggled and kept chatting about… you know, boys.
decades later i had the complete honor of documenting their big day, the day they finally said those words, committing their lives to one another. turns out i was right, she did like mike. and i was completely and utterly thrilled (and weepy) behind the lens of my camera that spring day.
thanks you guys for having us up there, finishing off my last wedding with a bang, for letting us in on this most sacred of events. we love you!
There’s no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard. No song that I could sing. But I can try for your heart and our dreams. And they are made out of real things. Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-tone lovin’. Love is the answer…
-jack johnson



































































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