The weather and the date be damned, let's do this!

The invitation said 6 p.m. and that's exactly when the bride followed the trail of petals down the cart path to her man.

Kathleen with one of the Men of Abbey Point.

It's Friday the Thirteenth, there's a full moon tonight, it's 45 degrees, the skies are grey, threatening rain and wind. But the bride said "Go!"
Bless her heart, she was not to be denied.
We stumbled onto these chancy nuptials in our pursuit of burgers and the beef stew special at the clubhouse tonight. Our guest was Joe Daly and mostly we talked about the hapless Twins and real estate, but the excitement of the risky coupling nearby drew our attention and wonderment.
Our very best wishes to the new couple, and if they pulled this off tonight, well, it's got to be nothing but success and good luck from here on out.

Rose petals, falling water, friends and family, goose bumps. Unforgettable.
There's a harpist and wedding singer warming up inside on the dance floor.