Sunset Portraits
Golden light over the Gorge, and a few minutes that were only theirs.
When the light went gold over Washougal, we stole Anthony and Stacy away for a few quiet minutes that belonged only to them. The nervous energy of the day had burned off, and what remained in these frames was calmer and truer, the way Stacy leaned in and the way Anthony couldn't stop grinning. These are the ones that will hang on a wall someday, still holding the whole evening inside them.
