I’ve been photographing a lot of hugs recently and each one carries language, particularly with so many of us coming back to them. Something I missed being out in the Plains are endless tree canopies, where they protect, watch over and hold space while forever changing. The ferns too of course add their comfort, fractal intentions and grounding beauty. Maybe it’s the ferns I needed too out there. This quiet ceremony in nature was down to the basics and I couldnt be more honored to be around this energy where two people decide to marry for it’s true intentions.