
Avalon Castle · 1 Flora Close, Cockatoo VIC · Melbourne
Garden Wedding · Mountain Wedding · Rainforest Wedding · Region: VIC - Dandenong Ranges · City: Melbourne · Venue: Avalon Castle
White paper parasols bobbing over the guests, Lizzie on her dad’s arm down the castle’s stone steps and a cheer from Jack that bounced off the tower. Lizzie and Jack’s Avalon Castle wedding in Cockatoo, high in the Dandenong Ranges, was a sunny lunchtime celebration with a giant game on the lawn, a first dance under a crystal chandelier and a kiss beside a suit of armour. We were there for every bit of it, and we loved it.





















































































































































































































































































Robes and bubbles at home · Getting ready at Avalon Castle · Garden ceremony under white drapes · Arch, bench and LOVE letters · Lunch and speeches under the chandelier · Mirror and armour portraits
Lizzie’s morning started at home. Her lace gown hung in the window, the rings and pearl earrings sat on white linen beside a red rose, and a bridesmaid poured bubbles into a row of glasses next to a single white rose in a blue bottle. Out in the garden, Lizzie and her bridesmaids lined up in pink robes and slippers, giggling in the shade. Their bouquets were soft blue, lilac and white, with Lizzie’s in deeper reds. We shot the details by the window, where the light was clean and even.
Up at Avalon Castle, Jack and his groomsmen had the castle to themselves. Three jackets hung on a rail under a timber ceiling, and Jack stood by a window with his boutonniere pinned, one side of his face in light and the other in shadow, a frame we kept in black and white. Downstairs, a young guest ran across the parquet floor of the reception room into a big hug beneath the chandelier. Outside, giant white LOVE letters stood on the lawn, framed by the gums.
Lizzie arrived and stepped into her fitted lace gown in a room with a diamond-paned window. We stood her side-on to the glass with her bouquet low, so the light ran down the lace and the train pooled on the carpet. Her bridesmaids, in pale blue patterned dresses, crowded round to fuss with the veil and laugh. Down the hall, her dad waited in an armchair in the half-dark, in his suit and bright socks, ready long before anyone needed him. That quiet frame is one of our favourites.
Guests found their seats past a welcome sign beside the LOVE letters, and someone handed out white paper parasols, which bobbed over the rows all through the ceremony. Then a bridesmaid came down the stone steps from the castle’s red arched doors and through the rose garden, and Lizzie followed on her dad’s arm along the curving path. We shot that walk from the lawn below, because the steps stack the castle, the garden and the bride into one frame. Under white drapes, Jack was already grinning.
The ceremony spot sat under a timber roof hung with white drapes, with the garden’s trees all around and wrought-iron fencing behind. That combination is a gift at lunchtime: the drapes soften the high sun on faces, while the guests sit in the light. Lizzie dabbed her eye as Jack read his vows from a little card, the bridesmaids beamed beside her, and the front rows clapped and laughed along. The ring exchange was all giggles. We stayed tight on their faces and let the parasols fill the wide frames.
They signed at a white wrought-iron table with the celebrant beside them and the bridal party gathered behind, and then they were off. On the drive in front of the castle, Jack threw both arms in the air and Lizzie laughed behind her bouquet, the crenellated stone tower and its ivy right behind them. It was the happiest frame of the day and it took a second. Family photos followed in the dappled shade, with Lizzie and Jack between two loved ones in navy and black.
We walked the bridal party into the garden. Under the trees, a white wrought-iron arch and a curly white bench gave us a soft, shaded frame for the bridesmaids, and then for Lizzie and Jack alone, his hand on her knee. The bridesmaids carried her train across the lawn, the whole party strolled under the gums, and everyone posed behind the giant LOVE letters. Then a slow walk past the ivy-covered tower and its clipped conifers, and a few minutes of Jack and his mates being silly on the grass.
While we worked, guests crowded round a giant four-in-a-row game on the lawn, arguing over every counter. Inside, Lizzie paused with Jack on the staircase under a crystal chandelier. The reception room had polished parquet, a timber mezzanine and leadlight windows, with a floral seating chart at the door. Speeches came over lunch: a bridesmaid with a microphone and a groomsman reading from folded notes while Lizzie and Jack laughed at the top table. Then their first dance on the parquet, in full afternoon daylight, with the chandelier glinting above them.
We finished with a last stroll on the lawn, Lizzie lifting her skirt to walk and Jack looking down at her with a grin. Back inside, we found a gilt-framed mirror on a cream wall beside a full-size suit of armour and an arched timber door. Lizzie and Jack kissed beside the armour, and we caught them twice: once in the room, once in the mirror. Castles are full of little corners like this, and they are worth ten minutes of wandering with a camera.
Lizzie and Jack used almost every part of the estate without ever needing a car. Jack dressed upstairs in the castle while Lizzie arrived from home and finished in a room with leadlight windows, so the bridal walk began right at the red arched doors. From there the stone steps and the curving garden path carried her to the draped timber ceremony frame. Family groups, the bridal party and the couple’s portraits all stayed outdoors, and lunch, speeches and the first dance followed inside.
A lunchtime ceremony on a clear mountain day puts the sun almost straight overhead, and that shaped every choice we made. The white drapes over the ceremony frame acted like a huge diffuser, so Lizzie and Jack’s faces stayed clean while the guests sat bright under their paper parasols. For family groups we moved into the dappled shade of the big red-barked tree. By the end of lunch the light on the lawn had eased, and their last walk had the ivy front glowing behind them.
The wrought-iron arch and curly bench gave us a shaded, flattering set for the bridesmaids and then for the two of them, with tall white flower heads in the beds adding a soft edge behind. The giant LOVE letters became a climbing frame for the whole party, which loosened everyone up. Indoors, the timber staircase let Jack stand below and gather her train under the chandelier, and the gilt mirror beside the armour gave us a second view of the same kiss.
If your ceremony falls in the middle of the day, choose a spot with a roof or drapes over where you will stand, and let guests carry parasols or fans so nobody squints through the vows. Keep portraits brief before the meal and plan a second, slower walk afterwards, once the shadows have stretched across the grass. Lawn games such as giant four-in-a-row keep guests happy while we steal you away. Then leave a little spare time to explore the darker rooms indoors, where the quirkiest frames hide.