Now, for fun, allow me to give you a little background. My brother (forgive me, Chris, for carrying on) is a rare species of man. A true outdoors man, a fly fishing guide, a tango instructor and a guy that cooks a mean homemade pizza, he is special to me in ways that would take a lifetime to describe. So when he called out of the blue to ask if he could bring up 'a girl' to tango in my great room, I was naturally intrigued. About a year and a half later he called me to get together for coffee (If he had called for a beer; I would have thought nothing of it. But coffee? I knew it was something was about to go down). Over coffee he told me that Charity was 'the one' (Hurray!), and shortly thereafter he planned a proposal in the very great room in which he had danced with her on their first date -- complete with 300 candles and dancing to a song that would become their own.
Long story, ever-so-slightly shorter, Chris and Charity celebrated their June wedding at The Woodlands in true Montana style. We woke up to snow that morning (honestly Montana!) but all that snow melted back into the earth by afternoon, and they said their vows under the grand Montana sky. They were so relaxed and accepting of the weather that it never phased them. The most powerful moment came just as they were saying their vows: a beaming ray of sunshine broke through the clouds to illuminate them as they made their commitments.
A fun taco bar featuring beef from Charity's family ranch in Circle, MT kept the mood relaxed, and homemade apple pie and brownies were all made by relatives with love. My dear friend and wedding photographer Morgan LaMare captured the chilly but beautiful day as their family and friends surrounded them in celebration.
And they tangoed happily ever after.
P.S. Just for a laugh, take a look at the last picture. My Grandma is plugging her ears since she thinks the band is too loud.
