We converted our family room into our little wedding chapel. By chance, exactly one week before the ceremony, I was retrieving something from our cold cellar and noticed the potted daffodils had started to sprout. Ros had given them to us as a house-warming gift last year. We couldn't figure out where to plant them in the garden ... it had to be somewhere special ... so the indecision became special. We planted them in these large clay pots and put them away in the cold cellar until spring. For that one week before we traded "I do", we forced the daffs under the kitchen 'fleur'escent light 24/7. On Thursday they began to open and by Friday night they had blown open in all their glory to frame the aisle in our "chapel".
Here I am the night before. Cool and collected.
Using his trusty Nikon, Jude did much of the photography found on this site. Thanks TelBud!
We converted our family room into our little wedding chapel. By chance, exactly one week before the ceremony, I was retrieving something from our cold cellar and noticed the potted daffodils had started to sprout. Ros had given them to us as a house-warming gift last year. We couldn't figure out where to plant them in the garden ... it had to be somewhere special ... so the indecision became special. We planted them in these large clay pots and put them away in the cold cellar until spring. For that one week before we traded "I do", we forced the daffs under the kitchen 'fleur'escent light 24/7. On Thursday they began to open and by Friday night they had blown open in all their glory to frame the aisle in our "chapel".
Here I am the night before. Cool and collected.
Using his trusty Nikon, Jude did much of the photography found on this site. Thanks TelBud!
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