There seem to be all kinds of tragedies popping up in my local and national news feed lately that point to flaws in human character or the lurking presence of darkness. But if you ever find yourself in question over the presiding goodness of humanity, then go to a wedding!
A couple nights ago I photographed another perfect example of this—the light of humanity expressed through love—everywhere one looked, all night long as a steady rain fell over the wedding party. The night progressed into darkness under a northern sky as an old-timey bluegrass band crooned to an enthusiastic crowd and a train passed along the railway eventfully behind the backyard in the buggy woods. And everywhere I turned I could see tangible, visual LOVE.
I left during the last song. There was a barely discernable gravel road, bluish in the diminished light, that floated out through the dark woods to the road I'd parked along. As I carried my gear out on it, I could hear the music trailing behind me in the woods--that late night sound, that atmosphere of festiveness and exuberance. It was accompanied by a longing to stay, to join in the party and to never leave that feeling. That new beginning feeling. That celebration of the essence of the human spirit -- that celebration of love.