A quiet evening at Kettle Cove, just as the sun began to slip below the horizon. She arrived in a simple white dress, and we let the session unfold naturally, wandering along the water, chasing the last bit of golden light, and laughing far more than we planned to. Nothing felt overly posed or rehearsed; just a beautiful evening, a little wind in her hair, and the kind of genuine moments that make me love being a photographer.