A wedding at the end of June in Homer, Alaska means the sun doesn't set till after 11pm, that is if the sun is actually out. It means clouds and fog rolling in and out in front of the mountains. It means massive mosquitos and cozy coats. It means King Salmon on the BBQ and toasting with a bottle of Alaskan Amber. It means sending the bride and groom off for their wedding night at their favorite fishing spot.
For Jonathan and Tammy a wedding meant celebrating finding a crazy that matched their own. It meant dressing up in fun outfits to declare their love and commitment to each other. It meant a potluck with their closest family and friends at the top of a hill. It meant the beginning of their new lives together.
Being back in Alaska was honestly a bit strange for me. I grew up in Fairbanks, a different town in Alaska, but with a very similar small town feel and rustic/off the beaten path culture of people as Homer. I came from this place in a way but I felt like a tourist, seeing so much of it with fresh eyes and noticing things I hadn't before. Jonathan is my cousin and we spent years of our childhood together, running through the wild Alaskan summer nights, camping and hiking and exploring. To be with him on his wedding day was an honor and seeing how much joy and love he and Tammy share was absolutely precious. I hope these photos materialized some of that for them and can become something they treasure.