You know how when you think of a wedding, you picture a church, a long white gown, a dainty cake, a limo, and the chicken dance??? Well, scratch all that. Steve and Megan put their heart and souls into their Pete's Hill bike wedding. The guests arrived at the hilltop wedding on their mountain bikes while the bride made her appearance (and subsequent journey from the wedding site to the reception with her hubby by her side) in a rickshaw powered by an incredible friend. That's right. Did I mention her dress included every color in the rainbow and his shoes were purple? Oh, and who needs cake when you have pie? And you know what every wedding REALLY should have -- and I'm not joking?? Guests who want to build a human pyramid at the reception.
I loved every single thing about this wedding, and I am utterly grateful to have been invited to assist yet again for Rab Cummings of Rab Photography in Bozeman, MT.
I continue to get teary eyed when I think of Steve and Megan's vows. So real, so honest. The love between these two -- wow. It radiates.
Did I mention the rickshaw leading the bike parade through town?
And the flowers, all grown in a friend's backyard and arranged with love for every table centerpiece and bouquet?
Oh, wait, did I leave out the impromptu swinging contest?
Congratulations, and best wishes to Steve and Megan. You are truly blessed.
