A brick Georgian house on three acres of garden, host to one celebration at a time since 1994.
We do not run weddings on a conveyor. Yours is the only event on the property that day, the gate closes behind your last guest, and the house staff you meet at the tour are the ones standing there on the morning of.
See how a wedding day runs here.Every month here looks different, and we will tell you honestly which dates go first. The garden does not take direction; we schedule around it.
The magnolia opens first, then the whole border follows. First outdoor ceremonies late April, jackets advised, nobody minds.
May books by ChristmasRoses at their loudest, light in the garden until nine. Dinner moves outside and stays there. Our longest days, in every sense.
Saturdays go a year outThe beeches go copper and the photographs take care of themselves. Ceremonies move an hour earlier as the light shortens.
October is spoken forFires lit in the hall, the garden asleep and beautiful about it. Small weddings, long dinners, and dates you can actually have.
The quiet bargainThose numbers are what fits comfortably, not what fits. If someone quotes you the fire-marshal maximum, ask them where the dance floor went.