On a calm summer’s day in August, when the sun shone warm on my skin, I travelled with cameras to Chateau Martinet and here is where this story begins. An elegant couple in love with each other, their guests cool and dressed to the nines, take seats in the shade and applaud with delight as these two wed under French pines. Champagne was served and kisses exchanged, well wishes and hugs were poured out and I had a beautiful, brilliant day, of that there was never a doubt…
A wedding in Provence is a special affair, the light is so pretty and there’s a scent in the air, of rosé in glasses and the green of the trees and the humming and buzzing of fat bumble bees. Nicola and James came together in May to a cheer of bon chance on their French wedding day.
What a year it has been, full of joy and of laughter, a number of weddings, a few happily ever afters, some sunshine, some airports, some beautiful times, some singing, some dancing with champagne and wine, three hundred and sixty five days I have seen, a thank you to you, here’s to 2013…
On a Wednesday in late summer, when the sky was grey then blue, Tim & Phammy planned a party, and from Aus to France they flew. Chairs were set in the garden, friends and crates of local wine, with his best suit and her new dress all pressed and looking fine. The sun came out as they said their vows, the birds in the trees began to sing, they held hands and smiling at each other, sealed their promises with two rings.