HALEY + ERIC
CHAPEL HILL, NC
Her morning was spent foraging botanical greenery in her neighbor’s yard for their reception decor, followed by a hair and makeup appointment. Haley tied her dress herself, looking expectedly out the window as sweat lightly dripped down her face. Eric was to arrive any moment at the Rock Quarry Farm, and the summer heat wave had already made its way into the first week of June. He nonchalantly walked up the stairs to greet his bride, and she lovingly watched as he tried multiple times to tie his bowtie just right.
We wandered the property hearing thunder in the distance. The forecast called for rain, but the southern climate makes it impossible to predict scattered storms. Their families arrived and like an avalanche, the rain fell. Everyone crowded in the historic bungalow, watching the windows like a movie screen. Everyone whispered hopefully that it would pass before guest arrival.
As fast as it arrived, the rain halted as Haley walked down the aisle. While they exchanged personal vows, the sun rays beamed through the forest. It was a sight that distracted the crowd and the newlyweds. They kissed. Friends threw flowers. Everyone hugged.
Barefoot with flowers in hand, Haley took in the last bit of that magical light with her groom. They returned to the party to toast to forever. As the sky turned pink like cotton candy, the fireflies danced around the farm, waiting to be caught by the flower girls.