Dust and Devotion at Valley View Farm

George worked every night for six months to resurrect his dad’s old Trans Am, and on the evening he married Annika it carried them down a gravel farm road like devotion made visible, dust rising behind them like in a classic action movie with a whimsical love story. At Valley View Farm, traditions from Denmark, Lebanon, and the United States folded into one another as horses grazed in golden hour and a dance floor full of cowboy hats turned into pure unfiltered joy. It was a wedding built the way George rebuilt that car, slowly, intentionally, with both hands, and by the end of the night everyone knew the work had been worth it.