16/10/2025
We’ve been waiting for this day for what feels like forever — the day we finally get to photograph a wedding in Yarra Valley. So after a 7-hour flight, ten cups of coffee between us, a good night’s rest in the city, and an hour-long drive (thank you & ), we finally arrived.
The road there wound through soft hills and open fields, the kind that make you slow down just to take it all in. Early spring had settled in — that tender balance between chill and warmth — and the air carried the scent of eucalyptus and new beginnings. Our cabin sat quietly among tall trees and endless green, the sort of place that makes you exhale without realizing you’d been holding your breath.
Mylene and Kelvin had chosen Yarra Valley for that very reason — to be away from the noise, the rush, the constant hum of the city. They wanted everyone to pause, to be fully present, to have unhurried time with the people who’ve walked beside them through life. The night before the wedding, friends and family had already gathered — kids chasing one another down the gravel paths, adults clinking glasses and laughing like no time had passed. It wasn’t a big wedding, but it was one filled with big hearts. Every moment felt intentional, every conversation alive with warmth and belonging.
It always moves me when couples plan a wedding not just around themselves, but around their people. You could see it in how they constantly checked in — making sure everyone was fed, comfortable, and happy. It’s those quiet gestures that speak the loudest. To me, that’s what a wedding should be — not just a celebration of two souls, but of all the love that carried them here. And as laughter echoed through the fields and the spring breeze brushed past us, I couldn’t help but think — this is exactly why we do what we do.
