Thunder roared as they stood under the altar. Just moments after her parents put her hand in his, the drops started to fall. The officiant asked if they wanted to move the wedding inside. In response, the bride and groom looked at each other and as they did, big, heavy, raindrops started crashing down. Nodding yes, they took each other’s hand and started to run.
It was a beautiful summers day in Laramie.
The light shone through the trees in gently shifting patterns and the sound of a fountain echoed through the gardens. Matt waited with his back to the mansion as he heard his bride’s soft footsteps down the walkway behind him. Ashley touched his arm and when he turned to look over his shoulder, he saw her bright smile and couldn’t help but pull her into his arms and embrace his soon to be wife.
Roads closed, and the snow fell softly all day.
Their wedding day began with the kind of quiet that comes with the hush of falling snow. Neither Keely nor Brendan being Laramie Natives, it wasn’t until they came to Laradise that they found each other in a place so far from home. Here, so far from family and friends they found a place to belong in each others arms and a community of friends on the high plains of Wyoming.
The light shone through the trees.
Their wedding day began with the sounds of birds singing in Laramie’s historic tree district. Neither Amanda nor Devin being Laramie natives, it wasn’t until they met and fell in love that they found home could reside both in a zip code and wherever they were with each other. Together they’ve created a space called home that belongs wherever their hearts intertwine.
Arriving at Ivinson Mansion, flowers blooming, bee’s humming, everything green and alive. The perfect day for a wedding, the perfect day for love…