
Lyrebird Falls · 175 Monbulk Rd, Kallista VIC · Melbourne
Garden Wedding · Mountain Wedding · Rainforest Wedding · Region: VIC - Dandenong Ranges · City: Melbourne · Venues: Lyrebird Falls · RJ Hamer Arboretum
A vintage van pulling up under the tree ferns, flower girls clutching baby’s breath along a red brick aisle and a swing dance that had the whole room on its feet. Andrea and Steve’s wedding at Lyrebird Falls in Kallista began at a white gazebo deep in the Dandenong Ranges forest, then climbed the hill to the RJ Hamer Arboretum for golden light among bronze conifers. We were with them from her dad’s first look at home to the last spin on the dance floor.























































































































































































































































































































































































































































































Getting ready at home · Arrival at Lyrebird Falls in a vintage van · Gazebo ceremony on the red brick aisle · RJ Hamer Arboretum portraits · Speeches and cake · Swing dance in the dining room
Andrea’s gown was waiting on a dress form in the lounge, framed by swagged curtains and a big sunny window, with her lace heels set out on a dark timber table. We always start with those details while the room is still calm. Then make-up, the gown going on, and her bridesmaids crowding in behind in violet-blue dresses to help. A loved one in navy lace helped with her earrings, Andrea tied a white rose corsage on her wrist, and we kept close on the hands. Window light like that is a gift: soft from one side, it shapes the face and makes satin glow.
When Andrea’s dad came in and saw her, his hand went straight to his face, and a moment later he was kissing her hand. We stayed wide enough to keep both of them in the frame, because his reaction told the story as much as her smile did. Out in the garden we turned Andrea so the sun sat behind a big shrub and rimmed her veil with light. Then her bridesmaids gathered close, laughing, their bouquets of deep red and pink roses pressed together in front of the hedge.
Meanwhile, Steve was doing up his watch and cufflinks by a window while the groomsmen helped with collars and ties. The room had a wall of dark red timber boards, and we used it for every portrait: warm, plain and rich enough to make navy suits pop. Steve stood with each groomsman in turn, then with family, hands folded and grinning. Out on a balcony above the treetops the boys raised a glass together, and we finished with Steve leaning on the rail, looking out at the forest.
At Lyrebird Falls, guests were greeted by a life-size cardboard cutout of the couple standing among the tree ferns, which got plenty of laughs and photos before we even reached the gazebo. Pink and red roses climbed one post of the white gazebo, and white chairs lined a red brick path on the lawn. Then a vintage van rolled into the drive and Andrea stepped out, gathering her skirt, with her dad and a loved one in navy lace beside her. Arrivals happen fast, so we were already in place.
Three flower girls in blue floral dresses and three pageboys in blue shirts went first, baby’s breath posies held high. Steve crouched down at the front for a high five with one of the little ones, and the guests loved it. A bridesmaid walked out past the tall glass windows of the reception room, then Andrea appeared on the steps with her dad on one arm and a loved one on the other. We watched Steve as much as Andrea: both hands came up to his face.
Andrea and Steve faced each other under the gazebo with the forest behind them, and the guests laughed along with every word. Under that canopy the light is soft and even, so we could move around the edges and catch faces in the rows without anyone squinting. They signed at a table dressed with roses, then walked back down the brick aisle grinning. We climbed up high for one big group of everyone, flower girls and pageboys at the front, and then the hugs began.
After family groups on the round brick courtyard, we drove up the hill to the RJ Hamer Arboretum in Olinda. The sun was low and we put it right behind Andrea and Steve, letting it flare through the trees for a warm, hazy glow. The wedding party cheered with bouquets on the grass, then lined up in front of rows of conifers turning rust and bronze for autumn. Pairing a forest venue with an open hillside like this gives Lyrebird Falls wedding photos two moods in one afternoon.
Back in the dining room, a white buttercream cake dressed with red and pink roses waited beside the dance floor. We went table to table for guest photos, then the bridal party made their entrance across the polished parquetry. Speeches came from a gold lectern beside the head table, with loved ones taking turns at the microphone and Steve having his say too. Andrea laughed until she had to wipe her eyes. They cut the cake together, and a photo booth with colourful wigs and giant glasses kept guests busy.
Andrea changed into a short white swing dress for the first dance, and it was worth it. Steve spun her out, pulled her back in and finished with a dip, while the full skirt flared under the chandeliers. We shot it wide to show the room clapping, then tight for the footwork. Steve danced with an older guest, Andrea with an older loved one, a flower girl twirled in her blue dress and the bridesmaids squeezed in for a selfie with the bride before the night rolled on.
Andrea arrived in a vintage van that pulled right into the drive, so we waited by the tree ferns and caught her stepping out with her dad and a loved one beside her. Her entrance came down the garden steps, after the flower girls and pageboys had gone first along the red brick aisle to the white gazebo, its post wrapped in pink and red roses. Afterwards we gathered everyone on the brick paving in front of the gazebo for one big group, then moved the family photos onto the round brick courtyard.
The forest was bright on Andrea and Steve’s afternoon. Sun filtered through the canopy during the ceremony and threw dappled patches across the signing table under the gazebo, so we watched where each patch fell and waited for faces to move into the cleaner light. Up at the arboretum the sun was already low, and it gave us exactly what the shaded garden below could not: warm backlight flaring through a red leafed tree, then mist drifting through the valley as the light faded over the ridge.
We started with Steve waiting under a small autumn tree while Andrea walked to him across the slope, the sun behind them both. The wall of rust and bronze conifers became the backdrop for the full wedding party, including the groomsmen holding the bouquets and lifting Andrea across their arms. For quieter frames we tucked the two of them between darker conifers, where the valley opened up behind them. The vintage van came up the hill too, and it made a fun spot for the bridal party to cheer before heading onto the grass.
Give the little ones a real role. A flower girl read to the guests into the microphone, and Andrea’s hug afterwards is one of the sweetest frames of the ceremony. If your first dance is a rehearsed routine like their swing dance, let us know beforehand; we keep a wide view of the parquetry so the spins and the dip read fully, then step in close for the footwork. And keep the car you arrive in for the drive up the hill, because it doubles as a backdrop.