The second that January thawed, we were out. Erin Bell, my soon to be sister-in-love and photographer took us to Lebanon Hills to take our engagement pictures. We had been looking forward to this for weeks, Erin's work is stunning and we knew we would enjoy the day.
It was like Narnia. You know, the Western Waste by the lamp pole that grew on the first day Aslan sang the world into being - where Lucy stumbled through firs to find Tumus taking packages to his cave in the woods. That's where we went. Narnia.