Okay, I’ve been lazy. It’s been way too many weeks since posting to this blog, but that should tell you that I’ve been busy doing photography, right? And it’s true. Ericka contacted me about shooting her wedding in early May and I agreed. When I found out when the wedding was taking place…and where…I was more than a little bit excited as I hoped that the colors of North Carolina would be in full swing during the wedding. As the time approached I kept an eye on the weather there as well as the local weather for our city. Two days before my flight I saw that North Carolina was to have record temperatures…in the eighties! UGH…I thought there would be no way for fall colors with those temperatures. The previous week I’d shot the colors in Glacier National Park.
When my flight flew into Minneapolis / St. Paul I secretly wished the wedding had been planned for this city. From the air it almost looked as if it were on fire with all the oranges and reds. Wow!
I landed in Asheville at night so I had no idea of what it looked like and was staying near a small town called Saluda in a house situated in the Blue Ridge Mountains. The wedding would take place at a resort in the town of Hendersonville. The resort was called Highland Lake Inn.
My first morning in North Carolina I saw this:
The next day was spent driving and visiting friends in Charlotte…and sweating. I thought the humidity in Iowa was bad but it obviously had nothing on North Carolina in that regard.
The next day was overcast and drizzly, which definitely cooled things off and I was able to see the color which was creeping into the forest that surrounded the area.
Not wanting to sit around on the day before the wedding waiting to shoot, I swore people to secrecy and spirited the wedding gown from it’s hiding place and shot it under a native Holly tree / bush; making sure it was safe from the drizzle.
Please keep in mind, with the next few shots, that this wedding was in the hills of North Carolina…I think Jed Clampett was from North Carolina…maybe Tennessee…anyway it’s hillbilly country in the Blue Ridge Mountains.
Enough said.
Pictures from the wedding day and reception:
“Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.”
~Henri Cartier-Bresson
