Reception
We had our reception at a family friend's Georgian-style home.

The lawn was set up with tables and chairs.

Guests were served tea,

along with sweets (strawberry macaroons, cream puffs, butterscotch scones, and cupcakes with rose petals)...

...and savories (cucumber sandwiches, chicken salad on mini-croissants, and open-faced roast beef tea sandwiches).

Douglas and I sat at a small table on the south-facing portico...

...but this didn't last long as we soon began greeting our guests, table by table.

And lest we forget the cake, here it is!

Complete with vintage cake topper from my grandmother's 1947 wedding.


The lawn was set up with tables and chairs.

Guests were served tea,

along with sweets (strawberry macaroons, cream puffs, butterscotch scones, and cupcakes with rose petals)...

...and savories (cucumber sandwiches, chicken salad on mini-croissants, and open-faced roast beef tea sandwiches).

Douglas and I sat at a small table on the south-facing portico...

...but this didn't last long as we soon began greeting our guests, table by table.

And lest we forget the cake, here it is!

Complete with vintage cake topper from my grandmother's 1947 wedding.

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