

Story 01
Forty guests and the last light of summer
They wanted the ceremony in the open and the meal at one long table, in a meadow with no buildings in sight. We found a farm field with a barn for the kitchen, a lane wide enough for the caterer's van and a plan B under a sailcloth tent that we never had to raise.
The ceremony was moved forty minutes later than first planned, to put the vows in the softest light of the day. Dinner was served at the table on sharing plates, and the speeches were short because we asked nicely.















