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Guest Writer for Unveiled Wife

I had the pleasure of being a guest writer for Unveiled Wife this week!  Here’s an excerpt from my post:

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C R O W N I N G   J O Y

It was the golden hour.  You know it well – that last beautiful hour of golden, buttery light before the sun sets for the night.  We had just witnessed two dear friends become Mr. and Mrs. and the reception was in full swing.  The old barn that held so many memories was helping to build so many new ones that May 25th.  Love and redemption forever tied in with barn wood and donuts.

As the light began to soften, people began trickling out to the field.  The event was marked by a large number of photographers.  We just can’t resist light like that.  One by one, groups were forming for photographs.  Bridal party.  Couples.  Friends.  Families.  As Josh and I stepped out into the field for a few quick photos, I felt extra pretty.  “These are going to be a new favorites,” I thought…

Read the full post on the Unveiled Wife blog here.

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Guest Writer for Unveiled Wife

I had the pleasure of being a guest writer for Unveiled Wife this week!  Here’s an excerpt from my post:

AK_L4556-690px

C R O W N I N G   J O Y

It was the golden hour.  You know it well – that last beautiful hour of golden, buttery light before the sun sets for the night.  We had just witnessed two dear friends become Mr. and Mrs. and the reception was in full swing.  The old barn that held so many memories was helping to build so many new ones that May 25th.  Love and redemption forever tied in with barn wood and donuts.

As the light began to soften, people began trickling out to the field.  The event was marked by a large number of photographers.  We just can’t resist light like that.  One by one, groups were forming for photographs.  Bridal party.  Couples.  Friends.  Families.  As Josh and I stepped out into the field for a few quick photos, I felt extra pretty.  “These are going to be a new favorites,” I thought…

Read the full post on the Unveiled Wife blog here.

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