Description
Surrounded by mutual friends, a moonlit cascade introduced them on a summer’s eve, August 16, 1997. They shared a deep and honest hug that night before they parted with destinations unknown. Days passed before a phone call led to a myriad of possible venues to reunite. Large, festive gatherings followed, where overwhelming numbers led to copious hugs, and she began to feel that these could be her people. He held her and stroked her hair as they learned to live life with passion and with far less coasting. She realized that he was a doer, and she was a thinker, and wild and spontaneous actions led to a learning curve of clear and openhearted communication. Shalom Mountain, in the Catskills, brought them love and appreciation and they learned they were good enough, and flaws were part of human nature. Photography taught her to see the beauty in the world differently as the prevailing winds guided them to Ireland, Newfoundland, Costa Rica, Mexico, Manitoulin, and the Adirondacks. A windswept pine reaches upwards from a smooth but jagged base on its skewed and sometimes challenging journey. They hear the waves lapping and feel the breeze blowing as they envision the amazing times spread out before them as they continue to share their love in this never-ending moon dance.
