A Wedding in the Woods

By James D. Priest

With the sound of hail peppering my window and Valentine’s Day close at hand, my eye is drawn to a most unusual wedding invitation that I keep on my desk to warm my heart on days like this. It is a round slice of wood cut with precision from a birch wood log, the bark still attached. Wood-burned into its smooth surface is the following message:

The honour of your presence is requested to celebrate the marriage of Erin to Endre at the “Wedding in the Woods” on Saturday, the twenty-sixth of September nineteen hundred and ninety-eight at four o’clock in the afternoon | Seven Pines Lodge |Lewis, Wisconsin

Endre is my nephew. He and Erin, his then-fiancée, now wife, love the outdoors. As one might infer...

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