To Josie and Evan —
You wanted somewhere wide enough for what you were doing. You picked Big Sur. Big Sur agreed to participate.
The redwoods showed up. The cliffs showed up. The wind tried to take the veil and almost won. But the moment I keep coming back to is the first look — the way you both, in different ways, lost composure. There is no studied version of a moment like that. There is only what is.
You eloped into the largest landscape in the country, and somehow, between the two of you, it felt small. That is what love does to a place.
— Stephanie
