Chasing sunsets and second chances

Thirty-five, I grew up in East Hartford, crossed the river for good at twenty-six and never looked back. I'm a photographer, mostly weddings, which means I spend my weekends watching other people fall in love and then going home to an empty apartment. I'm ready for my turn. I want someone who'll let me take candids of him without warning. Someone who thinks a Sunday drive through the Litchfield hills with no destination is a perfect afternoon. I'm independent to a fault, I cry at every wedding I shoot, and I've never been good at asking for help. But I'm learning.