Some of my favorite moments of the day (and before and after)....
After the rehearsal at the church the night before, Mark and I sat in the truck. Everyone left, it was only the two of us. I read Mark a letter I wrote to him and then gave him a little box. In the box was an old black and white picture of Pap and Gram Ardry framed in a small glass lapel pin. We cried and held each other for what seemed like an eternity.
My uncle cut down fresh holly growing around his house and mailed it to us is in a giant box. We used the holly, along with fresh evergreen and pine branches from the farm, to decorate the table for the post-wedding meal with our family and friends.
I teared up for hours as I wrote little notes to each guest on cards hand-painted by my father.
My mom re-discovered an old locket with my 5 year old portrait, wearing a red velvet Christmas dress. She wore it on our wedding day.
My Grandparents Lang from Coudersport and my Mamaw from Ohio travelled here for the wedding. The night before, we all had dinner together at my parents' house. Typically my grandfather says a prayer before the meal, but this time, to his delight, I volunteered.
Our dear friends photographed the wedding, baked the communion bread and brought their beautiful baby boy. Weddings are not complete without a baby.
I baked our wedding cake: two tiers with three layers each. The base layer was spice cake with peanut butter frosting and the top was chocolate with chocolate sour cream frosting. The whole cake was iced with swiss meringue buttercream and decorated with flowers and berries from my bouquet.
My bouquet was wrapped in two of my grandmother's handkerchiefs. I wore my mother's veil and pearl drop earrings.
Before the ceremony, my mom gave me a sixpence to wear in my left shoe.
My dad and Mark wore little wreaths on their lapels as boutonnieres.
We hung Mark's grandmother's quilts on the backs of everyone's chairs at the dinner table.
After the ceremony was over, Mark and I stood in front of the beautiful red church doors to take a few final photographs. My dad snuck back inside, found the church bell and pulled the rope!
Instead of a unity candle ceremony, Mark and I chose to do a "quilt wrapping ceremony." We wrapped each other in a quilt that Grandma Ardry made for Mark while the pastor performed a blessing over us.
Mark's brother Tom washed and waxed two of their favorite antique John Deere's and parked them up in the field. After the ceremony, I changed into my cowboy boots and we drove up and took pictures.
After both of our families had a long, leisurely meal, we all changed clothes and regrouped at the farm. An impromptu photo shoot ensued that just so happened to be my favorite moment of the day. Don't miss the video...my dad drove a tractor!!!
These should tide you over until our wedding pictures are ready to share.
After the rehearsal at the church the night before, Mark and I sat in the truck. Everyone left, it was only the two of us. I read Mark a letter I wrote to him and then gave him a little box. In the box was an old black and white picture of Pap and Gram Ardry framed in a small glass lapel pin. We cried and held each other for what seemed like an eternity.
My uncle cut down fresh holly growing around his house and mailed it to us is in a giant box. We used the holly, along with fresh evergreen and pine branches from the farm, to decorate the table for the post-wedding meal with our family and friends.
I teared up for hours as I wrote little notes to each guest on cards hand-painted by my father.
My mom re-discovered an old locket with my 5 year old portrait, wearing a red velvet Christmas dress. She wore it on our wedding day.
My Grandparents Lang from Coudersport and my Mamaw from Ohio travelled here for the wedding. The night before, we all had dinner together at my parents' house. Typically my grandfather says a prayer before the meal, but this time, to his delight, I volunteered.
Our dear friends photographed the wedding, baked the communion bread and brought their beautiful baby boy. Weddings are not complete without a baby.
I baked our wedding cake: two tiers with three layers each. The base layer was spice cake with peanut butter frosting and the top was chocolate with chocolate sour cream frosting. The whole cake was iced with swiss meringue buttercream and decorated with flowers and berries from my bouquet.
My bouquet was wrapped in two of my grandmother's handkerchiefs. I wore my mother's veil and pearl drop earrings.
Before the ceremony, my mom gave me a sixpence to wear in my left shoe.
My dad and Mark wore little wreaths on their lapels as boutonnieres.
We hung Mark's grandmother's quilts on the backs of everyone's chairs at the dinner table.
After the ceremony was over, Mark and I stood in front of the beautiful red church doors to take a few final photographs. My dad snuck back inside, found the church bell and pulled the rope!
Instead of a unity candle ceremony, Mark and I chose to do a "quilt wrapping ceremony." We wrapped each other in a quilt that Grandma Ardry made for Mark while the pastor performed a blessing over us.
Mark's brother Tom washed and waxed two of their favorite antique John Deere's and parked them up in the field. After the ceremony, I changed into my cowboy boots and we drove up and took pictures.
After both of our families had a long, leisurely meal, we all changed clothes and regrouped at the farm. An impromptu photo shoot ensued that just so happened to be my favorite moment of the day. Don't miss the video...my dad drove a tractor!!!
These should tide you over until our wedding pictures are ready to share.
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