Upon deciding where to have this amazing intimate wedding…we thought, “how about our house?” My quaint little 1950’s home? Believe me when I say…quaint & only an intimate wedding would do..we are talking about 20 people, minus 2….

this little house with its original plumbing and pink tiled bathroom cant take too much action… along with an aged thermador oven that is still in great working order….but too small for a well endowed turkey or anything greater or equal to that…I panicked…slightly & quietly I said “let’s do this”
 

 

so..a beautiful wedding in one’s home, huh?  Dreamy and filled with romance

 I have found,,intimate weddings create all kinds of memories that linger forever…like a picture hanging on the wall, leaving an imprint or shadow when the rest of the wall has faded.

After all the planning and laying out the design…we discussed,

 hmmmd & awwwwd

then we,,,moved into action.

 

Laughter, Love and Surrender filled this house that day and poured over to each guest, causing us to ponder our own hearts, marriage, love, losses, and gravitated us towards the new, fearless love before us.

I am so thankful for my Love, my Laughter, My best friend and Husband {Jim}

He fills my heart with such joy and completeness…..no fear in this girl…for I have learned there is nothing to loose in loving so dearly.

I’m a woman who has been given a gift of a legendary kind of love; the kind that moves mountains, fills deserts, and expands my world to greatness.  Ok, on to the photos….enough of the rabbit trail, path or whatever you want to call it….
 

 

A table for two…Mr. & Mrs
. & for her…..peonies, ranunculus & touches of wheat

{my favorite chairs, sold to me by my dear friend,,Michelle}

..its a long story..those chairs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 At the end of the day as we swept up the floor and moved our sofa and coffee table back in their place, we reflected on our 

{jump in this puddle attitude,,,only to realize…its messier and deeper than expected} 

 all is, as it should be…

until the Christmas tree arrives to take its stately place by the window.

 

 

A simple love affair…