When I got married, we didn’t tell my aunt’s family (who are very close to us), OR my husband’s family.

It wasn’t a malicious or intentional omission; it was simply that we eloped with like two days “planning”, and we were travelling abroad for it (to my home-country, Bulgaria), so most of those two days were spent on an airplane, at the airport, or jetlagged. The thought of calling family to explain was an afterthought. I was 23 years old and in love, and marriage or wedding traditions weren’t a huge deal to me at the time. Don’t hate me!

Many couples yearn for a quiet and magical elopement, full of nature’s wonder. And this is exactly what you’ll find at the Hidden Meadows, any week between June and October.