An Evening Cumbres Only Gives You for a Week
There's a stretch every September when the Cumbres high country tips over into fall before anyone official has said so — the willows and low brush go gold first, days ahead of the aspens, and the light starts arriving lower and softer in the evenings. Dante and Zoe drove up right into the middle of it. By the time we found our spot in the meadow, the hillsides were already turning, pine forest holding dark green behind them, and the whole place had that particular quiet that only shows up once summer starts to let go.
Denim, Butterflies, and No Rush to Get There
Zoe wore a denim dress the color of the evening sky and tall boots for the walk in, and Dante kept it simple — black polo, jeans, a cross at his neck — the kind of pairing that doesn't compete with the hillside. At one point we just asked them to walk, no direction in particular, and they took off through the brush laughing, her arm catching the last of the light and the small butterfly tattoo along it going gold too. Nothing about it was staged. It didn't need to be.
Nash, Apollo, and Olive Came Too
No engagement session is complete without the dogs finding a way into it, and this one came with three. Nash and Apollo held their ground in the grass like they'd been posing their whole lives, unbothered by the wind or each other. Olive, the smallest of the three, rode in Dante's arms for most of the evening, her pink leash coiled up around her paws like she'd arranged it herself. Right in the middle of a kiss between Dante and Zoe, Olive leaned in from her perch on his arm, ears up, clearly under the impression the moment was also about her.
A Storm That Couldn't Decide
Behind the ridge, a storm was pulling apart and putting itself back together all evening — grey cloud on one side, a warm pink wash of sunset on the other, and for about ten minutes the sky did both at once. We had them run through the meadow toward it, hand in hand, and the light behind them went from pine-dark to storm-blue in the time it took to cross the field. It's the kind of sky you can't ask for and can't recreate. You just have to be standing there when it happens.
The Look She Gave the Camera
Our favorite frame of the night is in black and white, and it isn't a kiss — it's the half-second after one, Dante's face still turned in close and slightly out of focus, and Zoe looking straight past him at the lens with a smile like she knew something we didn't. That's the one we keep coming back to.
 
Dante and Zoe — thank you for hauling three dogs and a whole evening's worth of patience up into the Cumbres for us, and for letting the storm write half the night.
Quiet Light by the Amoras photographs engagements, weddings, and portraits across Northern New Mexico — Santa Fe, Chimayó, Chama, Tierra Amarilla, Taos, and the high country beyond. If you're looking for an engagement photographer who'll follow you (and your dogs) into the mountains, we'd love to hear your story.