I first saw one of Fran’s wedding photos on Instagram. Straight away, I wanted to see more and I’m so delighted to be able to share her GORGEOUS AOP with you this chilly Friday morning.
Love me a twinkly light…
Choosing my AOP has taken a while. I convinced myself it was because I couldn’t possibly chose one out of the catalogue of hundreds of photos that all tell the story of one of the best days ever – what would one on its own mean?
But really, it was as easy as saying ‘I do’; choosing our venue; imagining how we wanted our wedding day to be. Turns out I’m just a procrastinator.
This picture isn’t one of the lovely, grainy light-capturing black and white family shots that document the post-ceremony euphoria. It’s not the confetti chucking scene, where I’m grinning like a toothy loon – or one of the getting-ready snaps of me and my girls, which I’ll treasure forever.
This one is light and warmth; joy and love – and like my most favourite photos, I didn’t know it was being taken.
Of course, for a control freak like me, it is pleasing that the tin can lanterns that you see hanging outside the barn are in shot (having spent many hours with chilblain fingers, knocking holes in cans filled with frozen water). The warm orangey inside glow against the blue dusk takes me back to the crisp early January air – exactly the weather we wanted for the day.
What you can’t see in the photo is the adjoining barn, where nearly 100 of our guests are drinking, chatting and waiting for us to enter for our evening meal.
It was the only quiet five minutes of the day, standing around waiting, while the waiting staff cleared up around us and I’m so grateful that we have this little snapshot of us, just doing our thing (even managing to look uncharacteristically romantic) away from the registrars, the guests and the prompts for photos.
When I think about our wedding day and close my eyes, this is what I see. But more overwhelmingly it brings back what I felt: the colours; the warmth and the amazing novelty of having a A Husband to kiss at the end of it all.