Wedding - Robyn and Grant (part one)

I watched the sky all morning. The clouds loomed heavy. They swirled and plumed and threatened to do their worst. As I drove to meet Grant on the beach at Queenscliff spots of rain appeared on my windscreen. I held my breathe waiting for the storm.



A lucky wind direction change spurred on by the prayers of all of us attending Robyn and Grant's wedding meant the rain held high in the sky. It cleared, and we all sighed with relief.



Robyn and Grant chose not to have an official wedding party. Instead they surrounded themselves with their best mates (complete with batman cufflinks) to help them prepare for their wedding.







Robyn got ready in the beautiful Lathamstowe in Queenscliff. The mansion high on the hill, complete with turrets, gorgeous gardens, and every spare space filled with something too quaint for words.





I love this sneaky shot of Robyn's shoes. The blue brooch belonged to Robyn's grandmother. It covered the something old, borrowed and blue perfectly.









Robyn's nervous sandaled feet.







"This feels real now," said Robyn as her mother laced her into her wedding dress.



Too beautiful for words.





Robyn walking on her way to the ceremony. There's so many great photos to come of this elegant, simple and stunning wedding to come.



* Meaghan