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I sometimes hold it half a sin
To put in words the grief I feel;
For words, like Nature, half reveal
And half conceal the Soul within.


But, for the unquiet heart and brain,
A use in measured language lies;
The sad mechanic exercise,
Like dull narcotics, numbing pain.


In words, like weeds, I’ll wrap me o’er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold:
But that large grief which these enfold
Is given in outline and no more.

Wedding Details Sneak-Peak.

My sister’s upcoming wedding is indoors, which means, that all of the work we’ve put into styling the wedding, won’t necessarily translate to great detail shots. They will look great in the reception, but photographically, aren’t going to pop the way they would have with great light. So, we decided to do a pre-shoot at a park nearby the wedding site. We’ll probably be using this space for wedding portraits, so the park is very much a part of the wedding day. I think these shots will make the wedding album that much more beautiful.