And I have to say, it was beautiful, it was wondrous, it was magical - to see the forest adrift in women in lovely gowns accompanied by tuxedoed gentlemen. They each emerged from the top of the clearing, floated along the stone path by the pond, down the steps, and followed the curving pathway to the altar. One would be approaching the alter, as the next was in the middle, just coming down the stairs, and another appearing from deep within the forest. Again, and again, and again.
Like a dream.