I am lost for words on this one. Truly I am blessed to capture days like this. To be involved, to be invited along for the ride, to be trusted, to be creative and to document all the love, happiness and mayhem. Well it kinda makes me feel all fuzzy inside.
So I am gonna let the pictures tell the story
BUT if you don’t feel moved by a man as sharp and cool as Maxwell pushing out that bottom lip and crying a river as his beautiful bride comes into view….then you are a stone. A cold lifeless stone.
Here is Maxwell and Bianca’s story ***
A lovely little slideshow can be found below. Photos by me and music by George Ezra ***