
Berry Courthouse · Berry NSW · Sydney
Heritage & Historic Venue Wedding · City: Sydney · Venue: Berry Courthouse
Pale blue flats under a white gown, a vintage white car parked beneath purple blossom, and vows on the slate steps right under the old Court House lettering. Eleanor and Paul’s Berry Courthouse wedding on the NSW South Coast ran from a golden summer evening to long candlelit tables under festoon lights in the garden, then a dance floor inside the old courtroom that never emptied. We were there from the first laugh with the groomsmen to the last spin.


























































































































































































































































































































































































































Getting ready nearby · Vows on the courthouse steps · Hugs and bridal party on the lawn · Golden hour on the garden path · Long tables under festoon lights · Dancing in the courtroom
Our summer evening began with Paul and his two groomsmen at a house a few minutes from the courthouse, where a veranda looked out over wide green lawns and tall gums. Three navy suits, one clipped hedge and a lot of grinning. One groomsman pointed a finger at Paul as if delivering a final warning, and Paul laughed straight back at him. A dense hedge is one of our favourite backdrops for groom portraits: it is evenly dark, it hides clutter, and it makes white boutonnieres and shirt collars glow in soft light.
In another house nearby, Eleanor’s room was all window light. Her bouquet of white roses and silver-green leaves rested on a chair with her veil and a pair of pale blue flat shoes, the kind of detail we photograph early, before anyone needs it. In a white robe she reached for the gown where it hung by the window. Once she was dressed, we kept her side-on to the glass so the light ran along the satin and the veil, with a tree in full purple bloom just outside.
Then came the people. A loved one in a floral dress beamed at Eleanor as she settled the last details, and a bridesmaid in dusty blue set her off laughing so hard she had to cover her mouth. We shoot moments like that with a longer lens from across the room, so nobody remembers there is a camera and the laughs stay real. Outside, a white vintage car waited on the gravel under the same purple blossom, polished and ready for the short drive to Victoria Street.
At Berry Courthouse the guests gathered on the lawn in the late afternoon sun, all summer dresses and pale linen. A guitarist and a keyboard player set up beside the slate steps, and Paul stood with his groomsmen at the foot of them, grinning towards the gate. The bridesmaids waited by the portico in long blue gowns, one of them balancing a little boy in a cowboy hat on her hip. We love a ceremony at half past five in December: the sun is still up, but low enough to sit warm and gentle on faces.
Eleanor and Paul married right at the courthouse doors, with the words Court House lettered above them and her long train spilling down the steps. We framed it from the path below so the two columns stand either side like curtains, then moved in for their hands during the vows and the ring sliding on. Out on the lawn, guests laughed along with every line. The register was signed at a table dressed with fern and baby’s breath, and when we turned for the wide frame down the path, every guest was on their feet.
Married, they turned straight into a crowd of hugs at the bottom of the steps. An older guest in a purple wrap held Eleanor’s hands for a long moment, and family groups came together on the lawn in front of the hedges. Then the bridal party lost all composure: the groomsmen hammed it up, the bridesmaids cracked up, and Eleanor planted a kiss on a groomsman’s cheek. We keep group photos short and loose for exactly this reason. Five minutes of structure, then let everyone be themselves, and that is where the best frames come from.
Berry Courthouse wedding photos in December can wait for the good light, so we took Eleanor and Paul round to the gravel path between the garden benches and the stone urn as the sun dropped. They walked towards us hand in hand, her train sweeping behind, while we walked backwards with them. Against the tall hedge, the low sun caught her veil and lit the edge of his hair. Back at the steps there were more hugs, and on the lawn the bridesmaids threw their arms in the air with Eleanor in the middle.
Dinner was at long white tables set across the garden, with white roses in glass bottles and candles all the way down. As the sky turned deep blue, the festoon lights strung through the trees came on and the courthouse windows glowed behind them. A speaker in red took the microphone, and the tables roared. We circled the garden for guests at their happiest, couples leaning in and friends cheek to cheek, and caught Eleanor and Paul laughing together over the candles. Blue hour on a clear summer night lasts only minutes, so we were ready for it.
Then everyone moved inside to the old courtroom, now a white room with a timber floor and coloured lights. Guests lined the walls to watch Eleanor and Paul’s first dance, the groomsmen cheering with drinks in hand. Paul danced with a loved one in blue, and then the floor flooded: haze, a blue spotlight, a friend with his arms flung wide, bridesmaids lifted off their feet and Eleanor spinning in her gown. We mixed a little flash with the room light, so the colour stays in the frame and the faces stay sharp.
Eleanor and Paul used every part of the courthouse in turn. Guests sat on the front lawn, a guitarist and keyboard player set up beside the slate steps, and the vows happened right at the old green doors. Petals flew down the front path, family groups gathered before the clipped hedges, and the bridal party moved round to the tiered fountain in the Hedged Garden. Dinner was at long tables on the lawn, and then everyone went inside for the first dance and a party in the old courtroom.
Their late ceremony meant the sun was already low and slanting through the trees, so guests sat in warm dappled light and faces stayed soft. During portraits the tall cypress hedge picked up that last golden glow, which made it a plain, warm backdrop behind Eleanor’s veil. As dinner went on, the sky deepened to rich blue over the festoon lights, the courthouse windows began to glow and the hills turned dark on the horizon. That short spell of colour is worth leaving room for in the evening.
The fountain gave the bridal party a centrepiece to gather around, and a splash of moving water behind them when Paul led Eleanor past it. On the gravel path, the bench and stone urn made a little garden room for walking portraits. For dinner we stood at the far end of the long tables to fit the candles, festoons, roofline and chimneys in one frame. Inside, the carved coat of arms crowned the bouquet toss, and the coloured lights and haze on the white walls turned the dance floor into pure colour.
Eleanor and Paul hung their seating charts on white ribbons straight from the cypress hedge, which looked lovely and kept guests moving smoothly to their tables. Ask for the bridal table to sit with its back to the building, so the lit windows sit behind you in every speech photo. Have petals handed out along the front path before you come down the steps, so the shower happens right as you walk past the courthouse. And keep the dance floor inside: it frees the garden for dinner and keeps the party going whatever the night does.