There’s a magical place, a place rarely set foot on by many, out west, rural west Donegal, the very edge of the land, where the wild Atlantic meets a rugged coast. This is where Gemma and George call home, Dungloe, Maghery… Gweedore….Donegal. As gorgeously epic as Ireland gets, yet quiet, unspoilt. This is where out adventure begins, in a wee house by the bay. As I walk to the front door I hear waves lapping against a soft golden beach, feel a light breeze through the dunes, the laughter from the house where Gemma and her girls await… An almighty thank you to Gemma and George, to their families, the good folk of Gweedore, Father Brian, the good folk at An Chuirt hotel, Simon Gillespie, to mother nature for creating Mount Errigal and the Poison Glen, what a backdrop, surreal, intensely captivating, proud.
Every wedding I photograph has stories and characters and this day was an epic tale. Great folk I met along the way, had mini encounters and chats with, every one overjoyed for this couple. The sound of energetic conversation, laughter, reunion rang through the skies that day and at the very centre of it George and Gemma. A couple of legendary characters taking the first steps of their news lives together.
Gemma and George came into my life by a stroke of good fortune…it was just meant to be I am so grateful for our time and good energy we shared out in the wild west of our beautiful Donegal…I don’t speak too much Irish, but I can pass myself with a wee go raibbh maith agat agus slan go fol…
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