Paper Flower Garland
We spent a lot of time working out where our ceremony would take place. I wanted something simple but woodsy, with deep greens and a sense of scale. After a quick trip to the park with our photographer, we picked out this little grove as our official wedding spot.
It didn’t look like much to start, but with a few small touches, it really popped.

Much of the credit goes to our coordinator, N, for figuring out how to hang the paper flower garlands that Mr. Feather and I made. I’d originally planned to make 15–20 10-foot long strands and hang them vertically from the branches. After making eight strands, we were both fed up with spending every evening cutting, folding, and gluing.

Also during this time, Charlie figured out that he could reach things on the coffee table if he stood on our couch. He ended up eating a bunch of paper flowers and ripping a couple more to pieces, which added to my frustration. He’s usually not destructive, but paper is his weakness.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” // Personal photo
I handed N the box and said something like, “I hated everything about making these flowers. If you can figure out something to do with them, that would be rad. If not, I’ll toss them into our fireplace and try to forget this ever happened.”

Long story short, I was thrilled with the way N hung them. And one of my close friends here in Seattle loved how they looked so much th...