Plan A is over.
Hopes and dreams slashed.
In the gutter.
Evidently the age and historical importance of the Old Mill Building is more important than my happiness.
The ceremony would have been possibly on the area to the right of the smaller roofless room with this sort of look.
The building was perfect.
Rustic and unique.
I could have made it so cool.
Some thought that it couldn't be done.
This would have been the entrance door.
Either billowing almost sheer curtains or burlap curtains.
I love the rustic look, old stone, no roof or door, parts of the mill sticking out.
And this would be the inside, at least sort of.
So on to Plan B.