Also known as two of the best people I've met. I had the pleasure of spending almost a whole weekend in the company of these guys, their friends and family and I still can't wipe the grin off my face when looking back at the photos.
A didgeridoo played as Anthea walked down the aisle. The music echoed across the mountain and made me think, if the earth had a voice it would sound just like that. It's deep throb swelled in my chest and spilled out across my skin in goose bumps. The good kind.
And when I looked at these two through my viewfinder—Rusty, a Pitjantjatjara man, Anthea, a Tamborine Mountain girl—I saw two special souls perfectly matched and now united forever.