Wedding Tree Trail Seventeen years ago yesterday, December 31st, 2025, Jackie and I got married outdoors in the woods north of our house, in the company of several hardy friends. The photo captured our joy, our smiling faces, our rosy cheeks, and our breath in suspension on that unique afternoon when our many friends dressed in various layers of down parkas, wool bibs, canvas coats and jackets, stocking caps, choppers (mittens), and warm insulated boots to attend our somewhat crazy outdoor wedding. All but two of the guests dressed appropriately, having chosen to ignore the bold plea on the wedding invitation that said, “OUTDOOR WEDDING PLEASE DRESS ACCORDINGLY,” and so arrived wearing clothes only suitable for a traditional indoors church/hall wedding and an evening of exuberant dancing to a polka band. They were understandably optimistic as the day had started out at around eighteen below and had warmed up appreciably to minus five with a twenty...
Those who run to long words are mainly the unskilful & tasteless; they confuse pomposity with dignity, flaccidity with ease, & bulk with force. — Henry W. Fowler