When Alison contacted me about photographing her friend Scott’s surprise hot air balloon proposal, I was thrilled. Ok, I admit I was also a tad terrified. Scenes of me falling out of the basket while taking pictures all the way down to my adventurous albeit hardworking death may have haunted me but I wasn’t going to let fear stop me. I had never been in a hot air balloon and what an awesome opportunity to make my kids jealous. It’s not often my job impresses them so I relished in their admiration and rare teenage attention. I forgot it was almost November. I forgot all about Ohio weather’s sick sense of humor. I should’ve known better. Of course there would be no hot air balloon and blue skies!
As the day approached and the cold winds laughed sarcastically, we were stressed and scrambling. Where could Scott propose to Melissa that would be as magical, adventurous and daring as a floating balloon basket in the sky? Why, the Renaissance festival of course! The miserable mud and clouds and rain only added to the medieval vibes and made the experience that much more authentic. As I searched frantically for the perfect proposal spot, weaving my way through crowds of costumed characters gnawing on barbarically large turkey legs, I couldn’t help but giggle.
Life is delightfully unexpected. Love, often times, is too.
Congratulations Scott and Melissa, may you someday look back on a lifetime of changed plans and cold weather with a warmth and gratitude that only true romance can kindle…