AUTUMN — MARCH | 85 GUESTS | THE CEDAR LAWN
Beneath the old pines, vows were exchanged where hydrangeas gathered like drifts of soft snow along the lawn's edge. The bride wore a strapless satin gown, its structured bodice giving way to a sweeping skirt, her cathedral veil catching the afternoon light. Tulips, not roses, filled her bouquet, a quiet departure that suited the day's understated elegance. Guests gathered beneath twin fringed umbrellas before moving into the Conservatory, its glass roof and gilded chandelier casting a golden hush over crossback chairs tied with ribbon. Later, she returned in lace for a first dance beneath soft blue walls, the night closing gently around them.
