Our parents have shown us what it looks like to work at a marriage through thick & thin, to raise close-knit families & to appreciate the simple parts of doing life together… we are humbled & grateful to be their kids. 

Two thousand and sixteen was the year we moved back to the mainland U.S., the year we discovered film for personal work and a year filled with wonderful celebrations & adventures with amazing people.

Life is magic. Death is magic. And looking through these photos I’d like to add that the seasons in between it all are magic, too.

Or, another way to put it, the Christmas of Kira.

They’ve been together for ten years and are using their high school prom picture for their save-the-date invitations – does it get any better?! 

Here are two people who wear their hearts on their sleeves and have not only an earnest, tangible love for each other but for every single person present in these photos.

After we get back from a trip, we drop all our film off as fast as we can & patiently/impatiently wait for the call that says we can pick up our scans (!!!!) Then we snuggle on the couch & pop in CD after CD & get to re-live it all over again.

Ash and Alex weren’t stressed about the little things and just focused on each other and the people who traveled so far to spend their wedding with them.

I had almost finished it when I accidentally opened the back (don’t ask, I still don’t know how that happened) & ruined the entire roll. I was devastated.

We’re thankful for people who love their homes well, use them to host other people & don’t get into a fuss about everything needing to be or stay perfect.

THIS TRIP. This trip was its own category of ridonkulousness. It was a great reminder to me that travel can be both a) crazy frustrating & b) incredibly fulfilling.

Vai and Mark had us photograph five days of their trip/wedding weekend celebration: the last day was just the two of them hanging out cliffside near Nakalele Blowhole.