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and like ghosts, they’re gone
On the far side of a tiny town, if you take the road that looks like it doesn’t go anywhere, you’ll pass by a little church.
The morning sun caught the squares of the window screen’s mesh in a way that obscured the flowers, making them seem momentary, like if I looked again, they’d be gone.
And here’s the daily Bruce Cockburn, with “Use Me While You Can,” of his spoken word pieces that is just outstanding.
Puerto de Luna, New Mexico
photographed 9.21.2013
Louisiana Gothic
Just a photographer and her camera and a church with Gothic windows and a conveniently-placed leading line…
St. Charles Borromeo Church
St. Charles, Louisiana
photographed 1.9.2016
Lighthouse
A friend of a friend took me here, and it was quite a find. I’ve posted other images of it here and here.
I’m starting to think it might be time for a return visit, just to see how the old place is getting along. Oh, and to make some more photos.
Lighthouse Church
Midland, Texas
photographed 8.23.2014
Angels are the first to go
My patient spouse, who grew up in Nebraska and is much more familiar with snow than I am, is the one who recognized the remains of someone’s snow angel in front of this church.
Las Trampas, New Mexico
photographed 12.24.2015
God’s Robes
I can get distracted thinking about what goes on behind the scenes, for Mass, for dinner, for a car repair. It doesn’t really matter what it is, I just always wonder about the how of it all.
So I was pretty happy to discover God’s robes in a small room off the sanctuary of this Nova Scotian church.
Église Saint-Bernard
Saint Bernard, Nova Scotia
photographed 7.28.2015
