As a New York wedding photographer, I get to witness love stories that feel larger than life—like this one. They met in the dust storms of Burning Man, ten years back — two sparks crossing in the desert, finding each other in the chaos of fire and music. And here, in Marlboro, New York, they stood beneath an old tree, its roots deep in the earth, its branches reaching toward the sky. Their Jewish wedding ceremony flowed into a night of music and rave energy, celebrating love until morning. They turned the night into fire —dancing, raving, loving, until the morning cracked open.