I was 19 when I got married. We were married before either of us went onto higher education, before careers were chosen and before we had a decent savings account. Our wedding was low key and super budgeted with immigration fees on the horizon and our love goggles in full phase we said things like, “we don’t need a photographer, we’ll remember this.” “Our marriage is more important than our wedding.” Now, 13 years later I think, “man, I wish we’d had a photographer!” We have spots on our walls for framed memories that we don’t have…
Last week we had family pictures taken – our first family portraits since Autumn was around 2 years old. Our first family portraits as a family of 4. I asked Wendy, of Blue Lily Photo if she would take a picture of our wedding rings, which I had to search for for 3 days because we don’t even wear them any more! I had to polish them because of how badly tarnished they were – mine hadn’t been worn in about 5 years! Wendy, the gem that she is went ahead and took a snap of our rings sitting pretty in a beautiful poppy, no questions asked as to why on earth 13 years and 2 kids later I’m still worshiping these symbols of our commitment, and my wedding-ring-pic woes were made right in an instant.
Somethings are just important with no logical reason, no rhyme nor reason. This was important to me and I love this.
We had our pictures taken in American Fork, Utah in a very hidden, magical poppy grove. Instructions on how to get there can be found on The House Lars Built blog. We went at 7:30 in the morning and it got busy fast – and it’s a small area too. If you decide to go you’ll want to take that into consideration.