Deirdra, oh Deirdra. How stunning you are! This was possibly the most magical that I have ever seen the orchard. When she arrived to my house to change, we pinned the adorable dress of mine (from Marshall's of course) and rushed out to get on the road for golden hour. I went to start the car, which was all set with the gigantic bicycle in the back of this gigantic borrowed mini van. Click click click, went the key... nothing. The car wasn't going. But the light was. I couldn't believe it - we snapped into action and hauled the heavy bike to the back of Deirdra's car (mine is teeny tiny), rope tied it to the hatch and hoped it wouldn't fall out on the way to the orchard. It was embarrassing as all hell, but at least we didn't miss the light. What an incredible evening indeed.