CAMP WEDDING AT WINDSOR MOUNTAIN

Have you ever woken up at summer camp, fully clothed in your wedding wear, disoriented, woozy and elated with joy? You look at your hand and notice that your fourth finger has a ring around it that wasn’t there 18 hours before.  Rolling over, you bump elbows with your newly beloved, and prepare to slowly separate yourselves from the sheets as if a giant invisible spatula is gently lifting you out of bed.  You need water, coffee, and perhaps some hair of the dog.  So you leave your quarters in search of sustenance, but instead, you run into your wedding photographers, Daniel and Quyn. Thankful for how odd this whole scenario is, your spontaneous day after shoot begins, and looks something like this: 

Thanks to said photographers, the night before can be pieced together by stitching photos to memory.  And thanks to their family and friends, the combined words 'Windsor Mountain Summer Camp’ will have a very fond and complex meaning to Neela + Chris forever...