First: tunes.
Please go locate and queue Better Man by James Morrison.
It's a song I've discovered this last week (srsly, go find it) and it's the one that's been making me tear up every time while I've been digging into James and Courtney's wedding edits.

Recently, I was asked if I ever get tired of shooting at Mayowood Stone Barn.
The short answer: NO!
The long answer: A little reading and a lot of scrolling.

They're Dandy.
They're Kuhl.
They're Dani and Andy Kuhl.
(Almost.)

There's something extra special about shooting a wedding for a couple that already has 3042 days of lovin' racked up.

I was there when Family B went from one to two.
Two to three.
And now three to four.

Since we first connected in May, I have learned that anytime I see Britt + Ben's names in my inbox, whatever nugget is inside is going to be wrapped in beautiful prose and genuine enthusiasm, and while I read, I will wish they lived closer to Rochester. If you're lucky enough to know them, that certainly won't sound surprising.

The first thing 3-year-old Kami said to me when we met at the park was, "You have a lot of teeth."
Just one of the many reasons why these photos are being delivered with the name ILoveTheHuseFamily.jpg attached.

If I could go back 12 years and redo my senior pictures, I'd be pulling everything about Bella's along as inspiration.

It was black. Dramatic.
I had her pose in that dress with some overturned boats in an alleyway off Main Street.
Out of the hundreds of seniors I photographed at my old studio, she did and she has stuck out all these years later for being such a stylish + spunky + sweet package all rolled into one.

This time it was white. Still dramatic but in a more elegant, grown-up fashion. 

Bubbles and Bullies.
Yes, that is correct.

If you're on the Facebook train, you already know what's coming.

Any wedding that can boast unbeatable water views, countless strings of twinkling yellow lights, and a darling 2-year-old son as "ring bear," will assuredly make make your eyeballs wanna linger here long after you're done scrolling.

And that's just the beginning, friends.

What's better than golden hour at the park, several mother/son laugh sessions, and getting to photograph a next gen Byron Bear on a gorgeous fall day?