A long time coming in the Big Sky

Since returning stateside I have found myself forced to re-enter the fast pace realm of of the norm. It has been such a quick change that in the past three weeks, I have been unable to fully grasp and digest the trip I have just completed. It's weird now looking back. It's as almost if I have awaken from this incredible, vivid dream. A dream of leisure and care free travel. Lately I have only been able to reflect on it in the brief moments it takes for me to edit through a group of photos. My trip no doubt yielded many of them. But as I re-entered American life, deadlines, obligations and hours in front of a computer screen replaced all other thoughts.

I now find myself back in a familiar setting, the place where my career took root, Missoula, Montana. It was only a year and a half ago that I left it for my first career job at a newspaper in northern California. I think about how much I have grown, both as a professional and as a individual. So much can happen in such little time.

I returned to watch the union of two very close friends of mine, Chris and Molly, finally tie the knot at their wedding last weekend. It was a reunion of old friends and faces from my past. This time I opted to be a guest, rather than work their wedding which I found to be a refreshing change. Still the photographer in me, refused to leave the camera behind and I took the opportunity to experiment with ways of shooting a wedding that I normally wouldn't have time to shoot. The picture above was the moment after the kiss that sealed the deal and officially made them husband and wife. I liked it because I think it shows them in a quiet moment, totally engulfed in eachother. Two individuals fused in the bond of love, oblivious to anyone else but eachother. It was exciting to witness and I wish them the very best.