Fog always had this strange effect on me. It’s moody and mysterious and it has this ability to captivate. Most people think of sunshine and bright light when it comes to weddings but there’s something incredibly romantic about fog on a wedding day. As Kimberly stepped into her gown, the fog rolled in over the bay. The ocean hid itself behind the foggy veil and all slowed. It was if the earth stood still for just a little while to watch two people become one.
“Hey pretty girl, won’t you look my way? Love’s in the air tonight. You can bet you make this old boy’s day, hey pretty girl won’t you look my way? Hey pretty girl, can I have this dance? And the next one after that? Gonna make your mind there’s a real good chance, hey pretty girl, can I have this dance? Hey pretty girl, it feels so right, just like it’s meant to be. All wrapped up in my arms so tight, hey pretty girl, it feels so right. Life’s a lone, winding ride, better have the right one by your side. And happiness don’t drag it’s feet and time moves faster than you think. Hey pretty girl, wanna take you home, my momma’s gonna love you. She’ll make me sleep on the couch, I know, but hey pretty girl, wanna take you home. Hey pretty girl, let’s build some dreams and a house on a piece of land. Plant some roots and some apple trees…hey pretty girl, let’s build some dreams…” Hey Pretty Girl by Kip Moore.
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Wow! What a Great Day! It was so cool to be there to see it all.
The photos are amazing!
Thank you so much!
Uncle Denny