From the Creative Team:
This wedding was photographed in Jacey + Dayton's backyard that overlooks the Frenchman River Valley in Saskatchewan. This wedding perfectly tied in the free-spirited nature of Jacey and Dayton, while tying in snippets of their farm roots.
Dayton and I had been dating for about 4 years and were living together on his family farm which sat only a couple of miles south of the Frenchman River Valley in Southwest SK. Having grown up hiking the hills of the river valley, Dayton has a deep love for this land and it didn't take me many visits to the area to develop my own love for the hills. It was July 11, 2018 and my birthday was coming up in a couple of days. Since Dayton works shift work he wasn't going to be able to take me out for my birthday on the weekend, so he told me he wanted to bring me to our favourite local restaurant, Harvest Eatery, for an early birthday supper. After our meal, we headed out on the 30 minute drive back home. Until this point in the night, Dayton had been completely cool, calm and collected and I had no inclination of what was about to come. But as we turned onto the grid road that heads to our farm Dayton started fumbling around in the consul of his truck nervously and pulled out my favourite sleep mask, told me to put it on, then proceeded to do 3 donuts in the middle of the road to disorient me so I didn't know which direction we would be heading. After a few minutes of driving (and some motion sickness suffered by me) he stopped, put on one of our favourite songs (Home by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros) and led me out of the vehicle, all while I was still blindfolded. When he finally allowed me to take off the blindfold we were standing atop our favourite peak in the river valley that hosts the most beautiful view of the Frenchman, Dayton was down on one knee and the sun was setting across the valley. It was the perfect spot for this huge moment, and it would later become the spot where we become Husband & Wife.
More from the Bride Jacey:
Wedding Story: On the day of our wedding, both the bridal party and the groom/groomsmen got ready on the same farm in two separate houses only 2 miles away from the wedding site. My bridesmaids and I kicked off the morning with the usual mimosas, fruit platters and 90's music while the guys made their way up to the river valley to shoot clay pigeons and have some quiet time before the rush of the day. The wedding ceremony was held on Dayton's family land overlooking the Frenchman River Valley which was rich in sage bush and beautiful fall colours. The ceremony was short and sweet, and extra special given that one of my brothers not only performed the ceremony but legally wed us, while my other brother performed the special music for the ceremony. After some uncertainty as to whether the unpredictable Saskatchewan climate was going to cooperate for the day we ended up with a beautiful, sunny day with not a cloud in sight and the cool fall breeze at bay. After the ceremony, we took pictures in the river hills while some of our wedding guests explored the valley for themselves. Our reception was held at the Climax Jubilee Rink - an old wooden, barn-like building that no longer saw much action but looked absolutely enchanting once the lights were hung. After supper and speeches, we proceeded to the dance portion of the evening with a live band. Once the First Dance and Father/Daughter Dance were over, the dance floor filled immediately and didn't clear out again until the lights came on at the end of the night. The band was amazing and kept guests of all ages entertained and moving. At one point in the night, my husband secretly told the band that I was also a singer and they called me on stage to perform with them. I ended up singing two songs with the band, and I will never forget the feeling of standing on the stage and looking out at all of my closest family and friends with their hands in the air singing along with me. It was the most perfect ending to the most perfect day.