“May my heart be your shelter, and my arms be your home.” – Marianne Williamson

On the afternoon of Angie and William's wedding, I stood with the town justice as a small party of guests made their way up the bluestone path toward the Opus 40 monument in West Saugerties, N.Y. On this day, our dear friends were going to be married, officially, and I eagerly awaited to capture the magic.

Autumn clouds breezed over us, gently shifting the fog from from the Overlook Mountain peak in the distance. Angie was the last to arrive, her eyes already glittering with tears as she steadied her heels on the uneven path toward her soon-to-be husband. Their vows were emotional and deeply personal. Ducking and gliding to capture them at the monument alter, I navigated the legendary quarryman's earthwork, I was moved.

After family members posed for portraits, I ushered the bride and groom away for some quality time and their love and dedication simply continued to unravel itself as gracefully as it always does. He gazed at her in awe – stunning in the autumn's afternoon sun – with her fiery auburn and golden locks cascading across her shoulders. Will cautiously guided her over the patchy layers of stone and, together, they elegantly made their way from one scene to the next doing what felt natural – just as they have always done during the last 18 years together.

Although the colors of the season have only begun to turn in the Catskills, there stood just one tree – calm and confident – steadfast with its brilliant scarlet. Nature's most arresting displays always have a purpose. A quiet and radiantly spirited tree, framing their love and their love alone, back lit by the last warm glow of this special day's eventide.

Thank you Angie and Will for letting me in to capture this milestone. I will be forever grateful.