Miss Emily Healey and Dom – wedding photography at St Mary’s Church, Ticehurst, and a secret walled garden in East Sussex
“The photos are amazing, you really captured the essence of the day and what Dom and I had been working so hard to achieve. Every time I look at the photos I see something new and all the wonderful memories of the day come flooding back.” Emily
A ‘save the date’ card hinted at the principle themes of Emily and Dom’s wedding…
Emily got ready at home and left for church with her family and bridesmaids in an open top motorcar.
The ceremony took place at St. Mary’s Church, Ticehurst where a flower arbor hinted at what was to come.
Of course, the Ticehurst paparazzi were out in force…
…to greet Emily and Dom as they left the church.
Tractors and trailers pulled into the village square and ferried the guests to the secret reception venue.
The guests were dropped off in the middle of a field, where homemade signs pointed the way.
Set into a stone wall, an iron gate woven with flowers opened…
…to reveal the most fabulous marquee in the midst of a wild flower meadow.
The marquee had once been a famous musical impresario’s polo tent, but it had surely found its natural home in the secret walled garden.
Inside the marquee hop bines climbed up the supporting poles.
Bunches of country flowers, fruit, nuts and bottles of Fleurie dressed the tables.
Dom and Emily had spent many hours sourcing their collection of mis-matched chairs from local auction houses…
…and they sowed a special seed mix to ensure the tapestry of flowers would be at its peak for the wedding, whatever the weather conditions in the preceding months.
Climbing through the tapestry single poppies and sunflowers created accents of colour, and hiding ground for the younger guests.
An iron tree seat surrounded the trunk of a hawthorn laden with haws.
Organ pipes were reused to support a parachute canopy over the dance floor, and paper lanterns surrounded the marquee.
At dusk electric fairy lights, and paper lanterns began to glow.
The speeches were carried out in a candle-lit scene somewhat reminiscent of Renoir’s Moulin de la Galette…
…and the party, drinking and dancing carried on late into the night under the illuminated trees.