Running into what's next

Sometimes falling into what's next

My favorite photo from our wedding is right after we were pronounced married and were exiting the scene of the ceremony.

The scene of the ceremony was my parent’s backyard. Newly planted azaleas edging a gently sloped yard. A quiet field as a backdrop. Trees green and heavy with the late summer air. Our friends and family sat on white plastic folding ch…

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