Field Notes — May 2026
Notes from a wedding in the rain
Nobody plans for rain. The photographs are usually better for it.
The forecast said clear. The sky disagreed by two in the afternoon, and by the ceremony the umbrellas were out — mismatched, borrowed, one of them a beach umbrella someone found in a trunk.
Rain does something honest to a wedding day. It removes the plan, and what's left is the actual point: two people, their people, and weather. Everyone stops performing for the sunshine.
The photograph I keep thinking about is the walk back — shoes in hand, the beach umbrella, everything silver. You cannot art-direct silver.