Early Saturday morning, my family and I drove 3 hours north to Lancaster New Hampshire to attend my uncles wedding.
Born and raised so close to Boston, the scenic, naturesque views always captivate my attention for the entire ride up.
Once settled into our hotel, we headed to a local campground where both the wedding ceremony and reception took place.
With nature as the perfect backdrop, the country couple decorated everything with creatively and detail. Even the vines that twisted into a harvest arch, and wrapped around the tent poles were hand pulled by the bridge and groom.
And yes, those are real berries. Exquisite.
The candle holders were also made by my uncle, who along with farming, builds wooden furniture.
He is extremely talented.
Loved this idea!
The food was delicious, prepared with all the trimmings of a perfect backyard bbq.
We drank. We ate. We danced. We partied.
Surrounded by nature, in a secluded part of the woods, love filled the air and was felt by all.
Pure and simple. Exactly the way love should be.