The rain arrived at noon and stayed like a guest who was enjoying himself. By two o’clock the lawn plan was gone. By eight, nobody remembered there had been one.
What actually changed
We moved the ceremony under the orangery glass and doubled the candles. The photographs from that evening — rain streaking the panes, everyone golden inside — are the ones the couple framed.
A plan is not a promise about the weather. It is a promise that the day will be lovely anyway.