Tonight we had conditions in Newport that bordered on perfection.
Winds were calm,
the sunset was brilliant,
and my couple was having the time of their life.
I had a guy tonight who I knew was going to propose - my paperwork said so. I've seen hundreds of these over the years, but tonight's was memorable because the gentleman was noticeably nervous. I watched him shift around three or four times, preparing to pop the question, only to wait for a better moment.
But I've got to hand it to him though, when he did finally propose - it was perfect.
And she said "yes" of course.
I love this job.