Farrah & John had planned a summer Colorado elopement in the beautiful remote country of Routt National Forest. But nature had other plans. On the morning of their wedding, they awoke in their A-frame cabin to see their breath as cold clouds in the air. When they looked outside their window, they discovered that 6-inches of snow had descended overnight. We were on our way out the door to meet them when Farrah texted me a photo of the scene. The green landscape, aspen trees, and wildflowers had disappeared. Snow! In June!
“I only have my Birkenstocks,” Farrah texted me. They hadn’t packed for a snowy elopement. So Mike and I packed extra socks, boots, and coats for Farrah and John. On our drive into the mountains, the clouds grew thicker and the temperature dropped. At first, winter’s reappearance disappointed me but Farrah and John’s positive attitude quickly reassured me. Their willingness to accept with grace what nature had given them on their wedding day is a sweet, humbling reminder of what’s important.
When we arrived at the cabin nestled in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, the snow fell in huge, clustered flakes like cotton. A fire roared strongly in the woodstove. John lounged on the cabin’s bunk bed and nursed a Coors Light while Farrah got ready in the loft. She pulled on a pair of my wool socks and my Blundstone boots and layered my long brown coat over her wedding dress. They had their first look on a footbridge over a babbling creek. Then they walked hand-in-hand to their ceremony spot, to the wooden arch John had built himself. Farrah and John read their vows to each other among the snow-coated sage. The ink of their handwritten words bled through the pages of their vow books. Now it’s the most special memento when the universe blessed their Colorado elopement with a blanket of white.
You’re going to want to make sure you scroll to the end to see the Mama and baby moose who visited us!
Bride’s Shoes: Blundstone’s
Bride’s Coat: Free People
Florals: Trader Joe’s