On one cool evening a few weeks ago it happened. And it began under a big, happy-lovely tree in Sara’s backyard. We sat gathered around a picnic table and snickered and laughed with one another as we indulged in overflowing trays of finger foods. Wings, smokies, dips, chips and an assortment of beverages in multicolored bottles satisfied and complimented the relaxed mood of everyone there.

After a good start and introductions being made – some of us not yet knowing each other- we saddled up and rode on over to Emily and Shane’s for the dinner extravaganza. Waiting there was an assortment of side dishes brought by everyone invited, adding to Emily’s pasta plate. It was a feast of different tastes that quickly filled our hungry gullets. There, in the dining room, we laughed, some danced and we cited each other in stories of past, laughing away the evening while the light outside quietly faded away.

After dinner, we gathered ourselves up and headed towards Steven’s. It was magical there. The most delicious homemade cheesecakes ever. EVER. Even though Steven said it was all right from the box, we secretly believed he possessed magical cheesecake making powers. And we were under his spell.

The front porch, warmed by the house lights spilling out onto it is where the night slowly came to an end. Surrounded in good conversation and good company it was a memorable evening. Thanks for letting me capture the whole evening and I hope we do it again soon.

Thanks to Sara for some of those fab sequence shots in the kitchen! I’ve taught you well :)