blog-fast
So. I didn't consciously give up blogging for Lent. I got hung up on writing a nice wrap-up piece on Carnival (theme - ordinary people), then started working on the 2 New Orleans presentations for church and my paper for CCCC in New York this week.
But it's been good to shake up my work habits a little bit, in hopes of being more productive, so I may stay away for another few weeks.
(Rose vestments, All Saints Church, San Diego)
Since this is mid-Lent, or Laetare Sunday, or mi-carëme, on which Lenten restrictions are lightened a bit, I’ll pop in here for this update, and nibble on a little chocolate. Unfortunately (or fortunately) the Thin Mints arrived just as my chocolate-free Lent was starting up. Perhaps John has left me a few? I don’t think we have any rose-colored vestments lying about, though.
Spring is upon us here in the South and it’s wonderful, extravagant, surprising, full of color and life and pollen. Spring in Michigan lasts only a few weeks, it seems, between the last frozen claw of winter and the sudden maturity of summer. I’m missing the azaleas in Baton Rouge this week, but I have hopes of even more color here in Montgomery.
Oh, and the Tar Heels are in the Sweet Sixteen again. Very sweet.!
But it's been good to shake up my work habits a little bit, in hopes of being more productive, so I may stay away for another few weeks.
(Rose vestments, All Saints Church, San Diego)
Since this is mid-Lent, or Laetare Sunday, or mi-carëme, on which Lenten restrictions are lightened a bit, I’ll pop in here for this update, and nibble on a little chocolate. Unfortunately (or fortunately) the Thin Mints arrived just as my chocolate-free Lent was starting up. Perhaps John has left me a few? I don’t think we have any rose-colored vestments lying about, though.
Spring is upon us here in the South and it’s wonderful, extravagant, surprising, full of color and life and pollen. Spring in Michigan lasts only a few weeks, it seems, between the last frozen claw of winter and the sudden maturity of summer. I’m missing the azaleas in Baton Rouge this week, but I have hopes of even more color here in Montgomery.
Oh, and the Tar Heels are in the Sweet Sixteen again. Very sweet.!