A few weeks ago, on Friday, July 30th, to be exact, I looked at the weather report, pleased to see that though hot, there would be some big puffy white clouds rolling through the sky right about picture time. It was Mike and Whitney's wedding day! But rather than a scattered shower in the morning, a thick gray sky decided to settle in over New Town, St. Charles, bringing a steady rain with it. Now, I knew that I liked Whitney & Mike all along, but I never heard even a sigh of complaint about the weather and our change in plans. Their focus stayed clear- they were marrying the person that God had planned for them to marry, and they are passionately in love with each other. No rain on that parade. Mike could not physically wipe the smile from his face. I tried. Just for one serious, contemplative picture. It failed.
And this last picture is for Whitney's mom. She loves babies.