
Yellow House Wedding in Waynesville NC | Spring Elopement
The mountains take their time greening up, and this year they got it right on the day it mattered. New leaf, old house, and two

These are the journals of a woman who learned to see by paying attention.
Here you will find reflections on photography and the philosophy behind it, new writing pulled fresh from the work, and the mountains that have shaped every word and image I have ever made. The Southern Appalachians are not backdrop here. They are bone and breath.
Pixel, my heart dog, will also make appearances. He is blind and fearless and has better instincts than most people I know.
Come in. Stay awhile. The light is good.
Sabrina

The mountains take their time greening up, and this year they got it right on the day it mattered. New leaf, old house, and two

You picked the right place. I will say that first. There is a reason people drive from all over the country to get married here.

“How are you doing?” is usually the first thing I ask a bride when I arrive on a wedding day. Often, the response is something