Scott & Annie -The Wedding Collection-

She grew up a few hundred feet from me. She's been a loyal and dear friend to my youngest sister. Annie is an arrowhead ranch hoodlum, just like myself. Years ago, she accompanied my sister and my family to our most cherished vacation spot, Lake Powell, where I got to know her even more, probably more than she wanted --you spend 6 days on a houseboat with me and you start to witness my "wanna hear the most annoying sound in the world" moments. Annie is a fierce friend, I imagine her circle of confidants would call her doughty, tackling any situation with ease. Paired with her husband, who's equally sharp, and frighteningly perceptive, they combine to make a sagacious team, who just make me believe they have great judgement. Both are musical stand-outs--they're both multi-instrumentalists-- so it wasn't a shocker to see a live band warming up thirty minutes before the ceremony. Their wedding day, which unfolded in a secretive suburb in Tucson, surrounded by a tight pocket of mountains, was a sight to behold. A dualistic religious ceremony fascinated me, and taught me a new level of religious tolerance, a pack of very assured deer interrupted our bride & groom shoot, providing a few new radical photo-bombs, and the reception was highlighted by a pair of emotionally driven toasts that left the water running. There was more emotion in that room then I had ever seen at a reception. I'm so blessed. So blessed that I have neighbors and friends like Annie that let me document such a day. This is the wedding day of Scott & Annie.