Scott and Rachel: A Rustic Wedding at Pomeroy Farm
Photographing the wedding of someone you've known for years is one of my very favorite things. This is one of those stories.
Scott and I played soccer together in college in Portland, and Rachel played basketball at the same school. I knew them both long before I was ever their photographer, which meant showing up to this wedding felt less like a job and more like being invited into a very big celebration with a whole lot of familiar faces. The best kind of day.
We spent it at Pomeroy Farm, which is everything you want a rustic Pacific Northwest wedding venue to be. That iconic big red barn, a massive moss-covered maple tree that served as the ceremony backdrop, split-rail fencing, open golden fields, and pine-covered hills rising just beyond the property line. You could not paint a more perfect setting for these two.
Scott and Rachel leaned all the way into the vibe. Rachel wore her cowboy boots under her lace dress (a detail I could not love more), carried her bouquet down an aisle lined with wine barrels, and said her vows under that massive tree while Scott absolutely beamed at her. The cake was a birch bark buttercream with a little carved heart that read R+S, which felt like the most perfect touch for the whole day. At one point after the ceremony, someone handed Scott a black cowboy hat, and he wore it around with the biggest grin on his face. That photo might be my favorite.
The portraits at sunset were the moment for me, though. We snuck away for about twenty minutes while the light was doing that soft, hazy Pomeroy thing across the field, and I got frames of Scott dipping Rachel, of him twirling her in her dress, of the two of them just laughing. Those quiet middle moments of a wedding day, the ones between the big events, are almost always where my favorite frames come from. This day was no exception.
A few years later, I got to photograph Rachel's brother Joseph's wedding too, which you can see here. Getting to be the photographer for more than one wedding in the same family is one of those quiet little honors. You watch people you care about keep showing up for each other year after year, and you get to hold on to pieces of it through pictures. It doesn't get old.
Scott and Rachel, thank you for letting me be part of your day.
