The little black car sped through the fields as the dirt and gravel flew in the air behind us.  The un-even road where John Deere tractors make their home – rattled the car.

Dave told Shannon to turn left at the grapes, and the alfalfa patch would be on the left.  He said it as casual as, ‘make a right on Smith Street’. I laughed out loud in spite of myself.

Acres of farm land stretched out as far as your eyes could see.  The horizon was evident in every direction – which made it seem as if this was the only place on earth. When the car came to a stop we hopped out into a cloud of dust on to the land that Dave grew up on, and helped farm.

It was a place with character…like some hidden magical spot you only get to hear about. The light infused the landscape with a dreamy golden layer of goodness, and the sky was so clear that you could just imagine that the stars stay up all night there to dance.

***

On the North Fork of Long Island is where Dave use to call home, but a government job landed him in VA.

Shannon, (a native Long Islander) currently calls CT her ‘home’.

After a chance encounter while having the honor to be a bridesmaid and a groomsmen at a friends wedding, a relationship began. Long distance.

***

Home is in Virginia. Home is in Connecticut. Home is in Long Island.

Home to me is not a place, but a feeling.

 To me it’s the comfort of a great hug, the sound of a familiar voice, or an ordinary day in extraordinary company.

Home for Dave and Shannon may not be one specific place yet, but it’s certainly a feeling that can’t be dismissed when you’re in their company. They are just a home-y kind of couple which I adore.

Home-y… as in home-y cozy and comfortable…not ‘heey home-y’. Juuuust in case there was any confusion. ; )

Here is hoping that no matter how many miles apart or close together, we bring ‘home’ with us where ever we go.

Cause home after-all, is where the heart is.

 

Home on the farm…

   

Dave’s namesake.

   

Love the license plate.

   

Reminds me of a ferris wheel…

     

Holy smokin’ eyes!

   

This is where they store bales of hay.

Random fact: Did you know that a bale of hay weighs approx. 70-100 pounds?!

   

Heeey…Haaaay!

   

Light and shadow…

   

Chickens!

   

a little bit of sun flare…

   

 dappled light…

   

 loove…

   

I haven’t done this in a while.

A frame within a frame.

     

A rustic-y lovely background!

You’re not so bad yourself Dave.

   

Gahhh! You’re gorgeous my love.

   

Didn’t they do a great job dressing themselves?! : )

Layering  and texture work/look amazing in photographs. They are a little bit easy on the eyes too, eh?

     

 There is nothing like a great pair of boots in the fall…

   

Found a little patch of color still left on the trees…

   

The barn…

   

I’m not even sure why I like this. I just do.

   

A farm just wouldn’t be a farm without a barn.

It’s so wonderfully country.

   

Hellooo there gorgeous….

   

Sweeping her up into his arms…

   

Dave and Shannon,  I loved every single second of our play-date. Thank you for giving me the wonderful opportunity to photograph your engagement session on such an amazing piece of property. It was the perfect backdrop…an amazing bonus – to accompany your happiness, fabulous sense of humor and love.

I’m completely over the moon about your ideas for the big day. Eeeee…can’t wait!

p.s

Because I haven’t shared an e-session in a while, I thought I would add a little ‘extra’.

If you would like to see Dave and Shannon’s slideshow, click here!

(song featured is licensed from Song Freedom)

p.p.s.

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