Mr. & Mrs. September 28, 2013 The Kiss. there is a place only you can go… Love; it will not betray you, Dismay or enslave you, it will set you free. Be more like the man you were made to be Sweets table My “Little” Boys Cupcakes and Brownies Reception table Sisters and Brothers Boys love Bouquet and garter toss Stalker/Tharp Mr. & Mrs. Ryan Stalker My family is awesome Dancing til my feet hurt Vow practicing, Davis Best Man Copley Mommy and sister. Cousins They came to sit & dangle their feet off the edge of the world & after awhile they forgot everything but the good & true things they would do someday. And the two shall become one. But I’ll love you all I can We are married?!? Getting ready. Dancing Love bug Getting down Spectacular My girls. Stalkers This seems alot less complicated than the girls getting ready. Although football was on both places. Boys Our best and favorite people. Handsome Wedding party Reception veiws Besties Program, our guest book and rings Wedding “Cake” Siblings “With this ring, I give you myself. I promise from this day forward you shall not walk alone, may my arms be your shelter and my heart be your home” Bouquet and garter toss Wonderful chandeliers made by Uncle David and solar light mason jars created by the happy couple. Today all I could remember was the way your body held the ocean of my self & for a moment there was only one us in all creation. The Getaway Table The Rehearsal Dinner Love Wedding Rehearsal First dance kiss. Beautiful, surprise photograph. Reception We were here. Mrs. Stalker Mr. and Mrs. I love the pop of color. Frogmore Stew for our reception cooked by the masterful Uncle David. A photograph full of favorite people. Drinks Davis Reception decorations that doubled as bridesmaid gifts. Dancing with my men. Bridal Party Dance the night away. Grand exit complete with sparklers and sprinkles. Take me away. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ
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