This lovely celebration took place under an expansive white tent on the family farm. Baskets of baby's breath led the way from the parking field along a lane, past the chicken coop, and under a swoon-worthy arbor. Mason jars filled with blush and white flowers graced the tables. A hay-wagon piled with sweets and beverages beckoned and as night fell Swedish fire logs cast a magical glow on the party.

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