Weddingbee

Now that you’ve seen where I’m not getting married, I thought I’d show you where I am:

This is the entrance to Arizona Inn, an historic estate/resort with sprawling grounds full of fountains, gardens, and really cool southwestern architecture. It certainly has its cons (it’s located near a pretty busy street…and a hospital), but it has its charms, too:

Guests will be lead through this gate (possibly hung with a wreath?)…

along pretty bricklined pathways…

past guest suites (my own getting ready room is just off to the right)…

through the monkey bar corridor (which also serves as the beginning of my processional - processional of one, that is!)…

into this courtyard, where the seats will be set up. The string quartet will be on that deck just to the left. I’ll walk right down the middle of the grass, where those dragged chair (?!) marks are. And the photo is taken from exactly where Mr. Lovebug and I will exchange vows, on this stone area under the tree:

Here’s the same spot, closer up (and on a different day):

Whether all three of us will be on the top level, or whether Mr. L and I will stand on the steps below the officiant is undecided. I’d like the guests to be able to see the officiant, but I have this hangup about not wanting to be symbolically “lower” than him. I know, I’m weird.

I’m not sure how we’re going to decorate the spot. I don’t know how I feel about all those pots, for one. They look so…backyard-y to me. I need to meet with our florist and start brainstorming. In the meantime, here are some more images of the Inn (which is huge and labyrinthian and made for strolling):

A few Flickr finds of great architectural details/photo ops:

Next up, I’ll show you the little stand-alone guest suite/house where we’ll be having cocktail hour!

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