Natasha & Ryan

Natasha got ready in the farm’s preparation suite with big curls, a lot of laughs and a letter from Ryan to read before the ceremony that had her smiling from ear to ear. Her dress spent the morning hanging in the wooden gateway beneath the Coton House Farm sign. Ryan and the groomsmen were out on the patio in their blue suits, raising a pint and getting their buttonholes pinned on.

Long dark-wood tables with crystal glasses, dusky pink chair ties, hessian-wrapped place names and jam-jar flowers. The naked cake had peach roses and a wooden topper, and the farm’s own touches, like the bar and the horsebox, fitted right in.

The ceremony was in the Old Dairy Barn, with its dark timber trusses, an aisle lined with white ribbon and a table of blush flowers at the front. Ryan was beaming the whole way through. Afterwards it was out through a wall of confetti, hugs on the patio and a big group photo on the lawn.

We started under the wooden gateway with the “Just Married” bunting, then wandered down the willow walk, where the light comes through the leaves all soft and golden. A twirl, a lot of laughing and a few quiet moments too. Later, we went back out for a few frames under the fairy lights.

Cutting the cake on an old barrel, a first dance surrounded by family, and then the dancefloor in the oak barn didn’t empty for the rest of the night.