Judy wants to buy a painting. She's willing to pay full price, so I'm going to do everything possible to nail down the sale. What she wants issomething she saw on my Facebok page but which is sitting in my studio in Connecticut. I won't be able to retrieve it until next week. But, in orer to keep her interested I tried painting her a new one. It ( Read more... )

I met HuggyBear2 on the red line yesterday morning and walked over to church with him. He even picked my favorite section, the Children's Section, to sit in. Pretty easy to hang out with, he sings every hymn, even the  ones that are difficult. A pleasing, low-profile presence just behind beside me ( Read more... )

Palm Sunday has come and gone and therein lies the tale. This marks my second year as a participant in the annual Passion Play, a depiction of different Gospel versions of the events leading up to Christ's crucifixion and death ( Read more... )

  Well, there's nothing like Lent to stir up the emotions, even in a church known for its self-medicatingly, emotionless mien. I arrived late, probably in the middle of The Assistant Rector's homily. She had taken to the skirt of the Chancel, mic'd up, riffing about Prayer, and ending with a reading of Psalm 27 ( Read more... )

This was a long week. Scarcely two days after our "triumph" at Coffee Hour, I was back at church helping Juanita with the Lent hangings and coverings for the Chancel and Altar. There was a lot of ladder climbing and reaching for boxes that hold precious items used once a year, all colored purple, the tradiional color of mourning. The one simiarity ( Read more... )

Still moving slowly after Saturday's session with Sam, I arrived late for Mass. I found a seat in the Little Chapel and managed to catch the Associate Rector's homily just as she was beginning to lean into it. It had to do with listening to and I suppose - identifying - G-d's voice ( Read more... )

All Saints Day and Halloween and Dia de Muertos, yeah, I get it: one more day to remember the dead. It crept up on me this year. Between the stay-at-home RC workshop and my present obsession - a full-scale renovation of my kitchen - Sunday morning was pretty much like any other as far as I was concerned. In fact, I seriously considered going to ( Read more... )

Well, apparently the First Sunday of Epiphany occurred last week while I was still at the GBTQ workshop. I wonder whether I missed eating king cake? Someone probably showed up somewhere at one of the three services bearing a king cake ( Read more... )

I hadn't planned on taking the Eucharist this morning, I was so angry with Tiger. But, something happened a few minutes after I sat down and had time to calm down. A new parishioner asked if he could sit next to me. He's an interesting guy. A white man in his late thirties to early forties, he has the face and demeanor of someone who can easily ( Read more... )

It's Advent again. That uniquely Episcopalian mix of stoicism and pageantry that presages the Christmas season. There's a Quiet Day scheduled for Saturday and I may stop by the church to again jump start a writing project ( Read more... )