Daniel and Lydia I July 25, 200

{Sit back, grab a cup of coffee and put your feet up. This is a long one... ;) }

The weather was perfectly fitted for a lazy summer day, but the day was anything but lazy. From the early morning hours Lydia's friends and family worked to make her ceremony the black, cream and red vision she'd dreamed of for years. And it was well worth the work.

When Lydia and her father came though the old oak doors of the church, the stained glass windows illuminated the beaming bride. The congregation stood, holding candles as she came down the aisle to the wedding march played by a gorgeous and rare 18th century Organ.
Classic, yes. But traditional? No. Just sheer perfection.