If all had gone as planned, we would have been on day five of a blissful honeymoon somewhere along the Garden Route (I think…).
Instead, here we are on day 14 of a 21-day national lockdown, hunkered down in our homes, movement restricted to only the most necessary excursions. The government’s noble effort to help flatten the curve of Covid-19 infections in South Africa.
I remember, soon after returning from Namibia in June last year, where Guillaume and I had gotten engaged on day 2 of the 5-day Fish River Canyon hiking trail, we started discussing possible dates for our wedding. We agreed that Autumn would be ideal and liked the sound of 04/04/2020. A pleasing kind of symmetry that would lend itself well to easy recollection when, someday, the years start flowing seamlessly into one.
We had planned our wedding so carefully – choosing everything from the venue to the earthy tones of raw silk fabric for the bridesmaid dresses with such conviction, such certainty that it would play out in imperfect perfection as wedding days tend to do. And, yet, in the blink of an eye, due to circumstances so wildly beyond our control, the most fundamental element was ripped from the equation: our date.
The lockdown announcement came a mere 11 days prior to our planned nuptials, leaving little room for alternative measures to be put in place.
In the end, 04/04/2020 came and went without any wedding fanfare. I spent the day with my parents in Betty’s Bay (where I’ve been for lockdown) – heading to the shops in Kleinmond with my dad for distraction – and Guillaume with his dad in Cape Town (his lockdown location). It was sad, but also not. I realised I’d made peace with the utter strangeness of it all and let 04/04/2020 gently go as soon as the president made his announcement that day.
What would have been our wedding day in the presence of our loved ones, instead made way for a beautiful virtual influx of care and thoughts from friends and family far and wide.
This constant stream of interest, support and enthusiasm for my and Guillaume’s special day and our unfolding story has left me deeply humbled from the start. From the moment I announced our engagement over Whatsapp somewhere between Vioolsdrift and Springbok up until now. This very moment. How we got so lucky, I don’t know.
All I know is that this love – and the knowledge that we are not alone – has carried us lightly and holds up our hopes for a beautiful wedding day not too far in the future. Deo volente.
In the meantime, here are some of the beautiful photos from our couple’s shoot in Newland’s Forest. They were taken by our wedding photographer, Ken Treloar, early in March. We took Jasper along and had really fun time. In fact, as someone who generally shies away from being photographed, I was surprised by how relaxed and laid back it was. It totally felt like a Sunday morning stroll while catching up with an old friend.
Since Guillaume and I both love film photography, we thought we’d keep it old school (for this shoot and the wedding) and go with a couple of rolls of film instead of digital.
We loved how these pics turned out and I can’t wait for the wedding to happen so we can get some more!
Jumpsuit: Merwe Salt
Shoes: Peace of Afrika