about 18 hours after mas asked me to marry him we started the wedding conversations. the first of which was all about location. we both thought about it for approximately three seconds and at the same time we said "the farm."
you see my parents have this lovely little plot of land out in the middle of nowhere north carolina (40 minutes outside of asheville) that we all refer to as the farm. it is no longer a working farm, but when the property was still new to us there were cow grates and barns all over the place.
sorry these pictures were taken during the end of winter, hence the naked trees. hopefully they will be a bit fuller and loads more colorful at the end of october.