Tom had a vision. It included photographs in the dark, which initially I explained was problematic. He could choose grain and unpredictable shadows or he could choose flash which is abrasive and confusing when you’re walking down a path and your love has suddenly fallen on his knee and then there are bright lights and one begins to think, “Is this the second coming?” or “Am I having a seizure?” or they just have a seizure because flashing lights.

The man knew his way around a camera though and armed with that knowledge chose grain and unpredictable shadows as an art form. We both embraced the “Yes.” and trusting eachother’s judgements and capabilities, we moved forward with the project. What transpired next was 12 hours of hilarious texts that included but were not limited to Bitmojis and ninja gifs in preparation for the big moment. His final text read “t-minus 5″ Mine included a lonely photo of the mustachioed man on one knee to no one (for light testing purposes) and outlined exactly how Tom was to set the stage.

All that was left was the moment to unfold. Brittany and Tom were pure magic – all light and joy. It was an honor to be apart of their giddy wonder and gorgeous symmetry. Some photographers find themselves in the snow bluffs of the Kazakstan patiently waiting for the allusive snow leopard. I find myself in a pile of leave in New Hope waiting for the impending engaged couple. It suits me well.

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I love cheering runners on in races! I am always moved to ridiculous depths as I see them achieving the finish line. They’ve worked so hard to make it.

I was elated when my brother welcomed me to his half marathon. While I was waiting for my brother to cross the finish line I noticed several cadets practicing formation and wondered what the big deal was. Upon questioning one nervous man with a box, I discovered he was preparing to propose to his girlfriend who was currently running the race. As the runners crossed the line one by one the time neared for her to cross as well. They received an update that she injured her ankle along the way, slowing her down. Nails were being bitten. Anticipation was mounting. The cadets assembled in formation a short distance from the finish line. Her name was announced. The crowd that had formed whispered with excitement, camera phones ready. Moments passed and she did not appear. Due to the crowd, she couldn’t see her boyfriend, the cadets or the reason there was a crowd. She was in post 13.1 mode. She had walked off, took deep breaths, got a banana, looked for a bathroom – whatever. She wasn’t there. Then, suddenly, she appeared, cut the crowd in half, received her real prize at the end of the miles and said yes to another race with a running partner at her side.

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