Rooted in Glen Affric

Last autumn, I drove south from my home. The light was golden the entire way. Leaves had turned fully by then—burnished golds and soft ambers lining the road—and it felt as though the season itself was ushering us toward something meaningful.

We met at the car park in Glen Affric, one of Scotland’s most ancient and beautiful woodlands. Towering Scots Pines stood watch. The couple arrived with their black Labrador trotting happily at their heels, joined by a small handful of close friends and Lynn Munro, their celebrant. Lynn, always barefoot, brings a rare presence to ceremonies—rooted, calm, and completely at ease with the land beneath her feet.

From there, we walked together away from the main path, slowing our pace, letting the forest set the rhythm. We found a quiet spot with a wide, open view across the mountains—Highland peaks layered into the distance, softened by autumn light. Before the ceremony began, Lynn gently guided everyone to arrive fully in the moment, to breathe, to feel the ground, to be present. It was simple and powerful and exactly what was needed.

The ceremony itself was close to nature and close to the heart. Tears flowed freely. Laughter bubbled up just as easily. There were long hugs, hands held tightly, and that feeling that something deeply honest was taking place. The couple chose to exchange their vows privately, a quiet pocket of words just for them, held by the trees and the hills.

I just love relaxed weddings like this one. My approach is documentary style, allowing the day to unfold as it truly is, capturing the in-between glances, the emotion that flickers and fades if you try to stage it. A Scotland elopement like this isn’t about spectacle; it’s about connection—to each other, to the land, to the moment you choose to say yes.

After the ceremony, I wandered with the newlyweds for a little photo walk before we eventually made our way back to the car park. Lynn and her friend were still there, sitting in the warm sun. After saying goodbye I joined them and we started chatting—about life, about love, about how rare and special days like this are. Eventually, we all drove our separate ways, hearts full, light still golden.

It was a perfect day. One of those days that stays with you. I’ll be forever grateful that this is my job—to witness love like this, in places like this, exactly as it is.