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The woods were dark and the trees were heavy with the coming of autumn. He stood there, still and quiet. He wore a burgundy coat and a vest that was the color of dry earth. His hands in his pockets. It was a good suit. He looked away, past the trees, waiting for his bride. He was ready. 

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Scene from an elopement job in the German Alps earlier this May. I spent the day with this wonderful funny and relaxed couple in the shadows of Europe's massive mountain range. Dramatic backdrop, chilly weather, delicious food and joy.

Hot days wake memories of chill autumn trips along the Norwegian coast. By Sturmsucht Blog: blog.sturmsucht.de

A foggy morning in the countryside. By Sturmsucht Blog: blog.sturmsucht.de

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Arctic Sunset. By Sturmsucht Blog: blog.sturmsucht.de

Iceland. By Sturmsucht Blog: blog.sturmsucht.de

Night walk among the stars. By Sturmsucht Blog: blog.sturmsucht.de

On a foggy winter morning.

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Norway. Endless mountains, endless beauty.

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Norway.

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Mountain backyard in Norway.

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In the cold of the desert. By Sturmsucht Blog: blog.sturmsucht.de

She stood in the old woods. The black veil fell straight but did not hide her face. Her eyes were closed. On her brow, a crown of white crystals. No flowers. No white dress. Silent dignity where the trees were bare and the ground was dark. She did not speak or move. Breathing the fresh air of a winter day. She carried her faith without bending. Trust and dedication beneath her dark appearance. Her choice to stand. Her choice to move. Hers alone.

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Bucket list worthy wedding location in Norway.

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The time between the light and the dark.

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