On Travel and Surprises

February 16, 2013  •  Leave a Comment

A few of my friends are traveling at the moment or have recently come back from trips in warmer climates, and I am completely jealous. It doesn't help that February is probably my least favorite month to live in Chicago. I want out, and that out should preferably be somewhere warmer.

Three years ago, my husband (then boyfriend) Mike and I took a trip to New Orleans. I had never been. It was mid-February, and we had just lived through Chicago's 2010 Snowpocalypse. To spend an extended weekend walking around a new city, a warmer city, with my man and my camera was just about perfection. Or so I thought it was. Then a day into our trip we took our rental car about an hour outside of the city to visit Oak Alley Plantation.

We wandered among centuries old oak trees, and when we weren't in their shade were warmed by a 60 degree sun and bluebird skies. The grounds were amazing. It was the kind of place you visited, took the tour and then were encouraged to linger as long as you wanted. And when the grounds look like this, there was cause to linger.

Mike and I leisurely walked through the trees. I took a million pictures. We sat in the sun and warmed our limbs, which had been numbed by the long, Chicago winter. It was a perfect day. And then Mike proposed.

There among the trees, he got down on one knee, gave me the most beautiful ring and asked me to marry him. So what I thought was the perfect day ended up being so much more.

I love the photo above for so many reasons, but the thing I think I love the most about it is what it represents. I took this photo before Mike and I got engaged. I didn't know that question was coming. I took this photo knowing that the couple was walking to the end of the path, and if they stopped at the end, would be framed perfectly. They did, and I snapped this shot. But now, whenever I see this photo, I can help but see me and Mike there at the end of that path. And when I see that, I think of him proposing and I get happy. Every. Single. Time. That, after all, is what I believe photography should do.

If you'd like to purchase this photo, you can find it here in my fine art prints collection. I can promise you, it looks amazing framed and matted or as a gallery wrap. My only regret was not getting a larger size print.


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