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Engagement Pictures

So, while I was in Utah, Niki was actually in Michigan, visiting Mark.  Since our last attempt at engagement photos had turned rather nasty with overcast skies, I had been hoping for a second try.  I knew Niki had a few days still in Michigan by the time we arrived back home in PA, so I called up Mark and asked if I could drive over and take some.  No joke, it was a crazy thing, but a thing that I love to do--as soon as we landed in State College, we drove the 15 minutes home, I repacked my suitcase, kissed Glo goodbye, and drove the six hours to Michigan that night, arriving at midnight.

Thankfully, I was able to talk to Beth (John's sister) on the way there on the phone, and I convinced her to offer her amazing stylist services to Niki and Mark for the pictures.  Beth pulled together a fabulous outfit for Niki (out of her own closet), found a matching tie for Mark, and even curled Niki's hair for the pics.  The next morning (Sunday), I was blown away by how stunning Niki looked.

We met at the church for stake conference (which was excellent by the way), headed back to Beth's house for lunch, and then we were off.  I had scoped out some places for engagement photos in Ann Arbor, and I could hardly wait to get started.

I love photography.  I have always loved photography.  I loved photography before it was even cool to love photography.  I remember taking an actual photography class back when I was twelve years old (and that's when everything was done with contact sheets and film).  We were too poor for years for me to afford a nice enough camera, but now that I have one, and now that I've taught myself a bit about photo editing, I love to take portraits.  It's a new kind of creative release for me, and I wish I had more people of whom to take pictures!

It was a perfect day for the first hour with the sun shining, but then it got overcast.  We worked through it all.  When I look at these pictures, I'm so thankful for everyone involved:  Mark and Niki (of course), but also Beth and my discerning eye :-)  There were so many great pictures taken that day, but these are some of my favorites.















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