You showed my dress beautifully and the sunset was spectacular. Thank you, also, for capturing some really beautiful pictures of my little girls.
I will cherish these forever. Your creativity - all the details and the little things most people would not think of - is what makes you stand out among others. When Erin told me you would be her photographer and sent me the link to your video, I watched it and knew she was getting someone very unique.
Hi Cecilia!! We are beyond thrilled about how they turned out. Everyone from both of our families had wonderful things to say about you after the event was over.
Contact us today to discuss your special event! In my world, a photograph is a moment captured forever. No matter what happens in the future, a photograph can transport us back to a special moment in time.
During a wedding I surrender to my senses and open my heart and soul to give the couple the story of their big day in a way that the images speak for them and who they are together. I create connections with you and your guests and the photos flow naturally there in.
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Free download. Book file PDF easily for everyone and every device. You can download and read online Cecelias Big Day file PDF Book only if you are. Saint Cecilia (Latin: Sancta Caecilia) is the patroness of musicians. It is written that as the musicians played at her wedding she "sang in her heart to the Lord". Her feast day is celebrated in the Latin Catholic, Eastern Catholic and . Gregory the Great, after whom Gregorian chant is named, and Saint Cecilia, the patron.
Why Choose us? A Song for St. Cecilia's Day, By John Dryden.
Stanza 1. Through all the compass of the notes it ran,.
When Jubal struck the corded shell,. His list'ning brethren stood around. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell. Within the hollow of that shell. That spoke so sweetly and so well. Whose dirge is whisper'd by the warbling lute.
Back to Previous. A Song for St. Cecilia's Day, By John Dryden. Stanza 1. Through all the compass of the notes it ran,. When Jubal struck the corded shell,. His list'ning brethren stood around.
Less than a god they thought there could not dwell. Within the hollow of that shell.
That spoke so sweetly and so well.