We met in early February when the trees were still bare and the early evening was dark and cold enough to warrant the fire being lit at the little pub we met at. As I walked in, both Barbara and Paul turned to me with the warmest, most welcoming, of smiles and any fears I had about tripping over the snoozing dog, dropping my sample albums or worse, falling in the fire(!) quickly evaporated.
We chatted easily over a drink and discussed the merits of different styles of photography and how I approach photographing a wedding. We’d been emailing back and forth before the meeting so I had a good idea of what they were looking for but it’s important to me to meet in person and make sure we get on!
Numerous emails and 6 months later and there were those same, warm,eager smiles greeting me across the car park. Paul’s son, Elliott, joined them for their pre-wedding session and we romped off through meadows and over stiles on a stroll to the river…avoiding the fields with the cows along the way! Sundays are special to me and this particular day was perfectly blended as my family joined me for the session. Elliott and George ran off together picking blackberries whilst my man kept an eye on them so that I could chat away with (and photograph!) Barbara and Paul. Amidst the blackberry eating, family pictures and looking for cows, we talked through the plans for their day and chatted about almost anything and everything…frankly I was kind of sad the session had to end!
I’m so excited for their big day this Saturday when they will marry in Bishops Waltham and celebrate with family and friends in a relaxed, homespun, affair at The Hampshire Bowman. Six days and counting!!!
