An Island Wedding Filled With Florals, Family + Fun
An island owned by the Groom's family. The Bride and her merry maids arriving by boat. Hot pink florals galore. Oh, and an adorable pup. If these aren't the makings of one magical wedding weekend, I don't know what is. Erika Parker captured all the fun and festivities and this gallery is guaranteed to save you from any mid-week slump. Head right this way for never-ending smiles and sweetness!
From the Bride... In the early 1900's Rob Roy was built and sat empty for 12 years. It came fully equipped with boats, a full staff, dishes and Stickley furniture to suit the home's aesthetic. But because of the economy, no one was interested at the time. Eventually, an ad was run in a NY newspaper and Jonathan's great grandpa saw it and made a trip to see the island, and bought it. At this time, the Thousand Islands and the Hamptons were gaining popularity as the summer playgrounds for New Yorkers, with fishing, boating, picnicking and entertaining as the main pleasures.
Jonathan's grandma Beverly Wood told me the story of seeing Owatonna for the first time: newly married with two small toddlers, her and her husband were vacationing on Rob Roy with the many other family members who shared the island, when they caught wind of the neighboring island "Owatonna" going on the market for sale. They immediately requested a showing, and over whiskey, made an offer of $12,000 for the island and home, sharing it with another couple who also dreamed of spending summer days watching sunsets and great blue herons from the giant wrap around porch, gardening, and teaching young kids how to sail and man large wooden boats on the St Lawrence River. This was 1965, and it has been in the family ever since. Jonathan has many memories of growing up here, summering in an idilic unknown world and has always found great joy in sharing the surprise of such a majestic location with others. We were so happy to have the privilege of sharing the 1000 Islands with our closest friends and family for a weekend of fun, flowers, food, stories, boats, and the promise of our commitment to one another for our lifetimes.
Jonathan's grandma Beverly Wood told me the story of seeing Owatonna for the first time: newly married with two small toddlers, her and her husband were vacationing on Rob Roy with the many other family members who shared the island, when they caught wind of the neighboring island "Owatonna" going on the market for sale. They immediately requested a showing, and over whiskey, made an offer of $12,000 for the island and home, sharing it with another couple who also dreamed of spending summer days watching sunsets and great blue herons from the giant wrap around porch, gardening, and teaching young kids how to sail and man large wooden boats on the St Lawrence River. This was 1965, and it has been in the family ever since. Jonathan has many memories of growing up here, summering in an idilic unknown world and has always found great joy in sharing the surprise of such a majestic location with others. We were so happy to have the privilege of sharing the 1000 Islands with our closest friends and family for a weekend of fun, flowers, food, stories, boats, and the promise of our commitment to one another for our lifetimes.