I love my husband. He’s a wonderful, kind, creative, brilliant, intuitive, charming man. And I’ve known him for a while – since 1986 – so you’d think I would have some insight into the way his mind works. Yet, he surprises me daily… usually in a good way, ha!
The table was set for last week’s wedding elopement. It’s lovely, and this is what I saw:
And while Larry took dozens of table pictures, looking for just the right shot, he saw this…
As much as I appreciate the table settings, and all the tiny details that go into creating them, and as pleased as I was about the way that bouquet turned out, I would have missed this photograph. It is so delicate, and evocative of that dappled-sunlight day.
Just enough roses so you’d know it’s a bouquet. Sunlit reflection on the champagne flute stem, with a single silk rose petal. An edge of Battenburg lace. Shadows and light.
It’s such a pleasure, for me, seeing the world through his eyes.
