01/15/2026
Golden hour at is the kind of atmosphere that inspires poetry.
The sound of wind quaking through the treetops & soft quacks from the ducks on the pond. Flowers of every color filling the gardens, bees buzzing around every bloom. The warmth of the last bit of summer sun as it tucks itself below the horizon.
This was such a wonderful evening spent chasing the sunset with A & J ๐ฟ
Host:
MUA:
Hair: .by.lindsy
Gown:
Venue:
Models: .edouard &
Florals: .floral