It was a warm summer day in July here in Jerome, a perfect day for Erika and Ian to be married under the big beautiful shade trees at The Surgeon’s House, which is located about 45 minutes southwest of Sedona. The daily monsoons had held back their 3 o’clock ritual of dousing the mountain and loud thunder cracking above just for this special day. Instead we enjoyed the sounds of the bees buzzing around the flowers, birds chirping, and best of all…Ian strumming his guitar with Erika by his side admiring the melody.
Erika and Ian were referred to us by our sweet friend Andrea, who happens to own and operate the incredible Surgeon’s House (bed and breakfast) where they were to be wed (we always love your referrals Andrea, thank you!). We emailed back and forth for a while bonding over our mutual love of animals. Erika manages a vet clinic and Ian works for Fender, hence the sweet guitar and appreciation for all things music. We were able to meet up a few months ago with the two of them at our favorite boutique coffee shop in Peoria, AZ (union coffee, if you are curious and want to check them out, do it! we promise you won’t regret it). As we sat around sipping locally roasted, bold coffee and sparkling tea on tap, we shared stories of how we all met each other. Their story began through their mutual friend, Matt. Erika had known Matt for most her life and Ian befriended him while they were on tour in Iraq together.
When Erika and Ian’s paths both ended up in Arizona, Matt suggested that they meet each other. Which they both thought was a good idea, but somehow they only got as far as friending each other on Facebook. And that was it, for a couple of years anyway, until Ian randomly reached out to her just to actually meet in person. So they finally met and instantly clicked as they shared stories and laughed and discovered their families were from the same area. All because Ian knew that the rare instrument that Erika’s father played was called a Dulcimer. It’s the unique details that everyone has in their own relationships that make things special. For them, it was music. Before they knew it, they had closed down the bar on their very first date!
They have a strong love for each other and know they have found their life partner. We see how much their family and friends all love them too. People traveled far and near just to be a part of this love story. Ian’s two son’s flew in from Germany, and others drove in from Texas. All to this little ghost town in Arizona near Sedona. Erika’s vows were heartfelt, and even sprinkled in a few Metallica lyrics from “Nothing else Matters”. And Ian spoke of how when they are together their melody’s soar, harmonies converge, and he moves to the beat of her heart.
And queue the tears…
Erika and Ian are gracious and caring, they invited us to their reception dinner at The Asylum Restaurant, not as photographers, but as friends. There is no better feeling than getting invited to be a part of these story filled experiences. We all sat around drinking wine and reminiscing about how everyone met, the crazy veterinary office stories and tours abroad and wild concert nights. With the cool breeze coming in the open windows, a gentle monsoon arrived over head with light thunder and sprinkling rain as we shared decadent cheese cake with these new found friends. We shared pictures of our cats, and dogs, and we felt right at home in the mix of english and german conversations.
Erika and Ian, we wish for you many years of making music in life together. Erika, we love how down to earth and resourceful you are. The fact that Priscilla thought you had a nicely scented perfume and it just turned out to be fabric softener spray that you improvised with shows how real and easy going you are. And Ian we appreciate your love for music and spirit for life. With the two of you combined, nothing can stand in your way with your great outlook and harmony together. Congratulations to you both and we can’t wait to see what the future has in store for you!
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