Once upon a long time ago, I was the flower girl. It was the wedding of my aunt and uncle. I still remember feeling important in my floor-length, multi-colored floral dress, rising to the challenge of dropping the oh-so-important flower petals down the aisle that my aunt, the bride, would soon walk.

Several years later, I went from being the flower girl to the bride. And my aunt had a daughter who would perform the distinguished role of “flower girl” in my wedding.

And only days ago, my flower girl got married, because that’s what flower girls tend to do.

And this time, the bride may have set a record in having the most little attendants a wedding ever saw. (Two of the little ones and one of the big ones belong to me.)

It was a breathtakingly beautiful day on a mountaintop in North Carolina. And far too inspiring not to share with you all. So I picked out a few of my favorite shots of the day…

{I loved this picture of my grandmother with my grandad who was watching us from Heaven that day.}

Their love letters were their theme. And they used them in the flowers, on the cake, on the flower girl’s basket, and even the groom’s boutonniere.

The flowers were gorgeous…

The food was delish {loved the mashed potato bar}…

And the people were some of my faves…

Congratulations, Josh and Victoria!