We look - semi-anxiously - at weather forecasts, wondering if the rain threatening to come on Saturday will arrive.
Meanwhile, the sun blazes down on our rural retreat and we enjoy the peace and quiet.
Our hearts are calm, our hands busy.
We have all spent more hours than we can count on preparing the grounds of The Old Hall at Barnham Broom, where the reception is to be held. The Old Hall is a beautiful Tudor mansion with an Elizabethan addition, the home of a good friend of Jonny's, whose parents have kindly allowed them to hold the wedding reception in a marquee on their land. In preparation, Jonny has manfully cleared rubbish, cut back bushes, made a crude bridge over the remains of the moat of the Tudor house and strimmed grass from the orchard.
We have put together the order of service and rose petals, lavender and hydrangea flower confetti into paper cones.
The table cloths and table runners have all been ironed, too.
And the marquee goes up!