A bevy of swans

A & T got together at college around the same time that M and I did, and, just over a year ago, in the week before graduation, he proposed to her, kneeling down on the floor of a punt they had hired one balmy summer's evening. On Saturday they get married in the chapel of our old college, where A's parents married many years ago after also meeting and falling in love in Cambridge...such a lovely sense of coming full circle!

Partly because A has very little interest in flowers and didn't want to spend masses on a professional florist for an element of the wedding she wasn't that fussed about, and partly because as recent graduates, limited funds have meant parts of the wedding have been DIY by necessity, I offered to do the flowers for the tables. Mum (who, with her fantastically green fingers and eye for flower arranging, has been a wonderful help throughout) and I struck upon the idea of using vintage china swan vases after seeing an abundance of them at one particular car boot sale way back in January, and have been collecting them (along with various enlisted grandmas and vintage-loving friends) in charity shops and boot sales ever since.

We have begun buying flowers in soft pink, peach and cream tones, and on Friday we will assemble everything ready for the drive to Cambridge on Saturday morning. I am more than a little nervous about pulling it all off, but I am also just so, so excited about the whole day!