When Ian proposed to Jac in the chapel on Clemson University’s campus, I was there, crouching behind the organ and a stack of cardboard boxes with my camera on silent mode. Ian had flown me down to Atlanta, where I grabbed the ring, a bouquet of flowers, and a coffee so I could drive to campus and have everything set up and waiting when they walked into the chapel. A few months later, they came to my neck of the woods (their stomping grounds) for an engagement session. We visited my favorite skyline view, the coffeeshop from their first date, and the obligatory State Street bridge.
Your Narrative blog will appear here, click preview to see it live.
For any issues click here