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to be attached to holiness
And so, after a brief stop at an unadorned Methodist church, I resumed my painted-church tour.
The next one I found was in High Hill, where I found this little altar around the corner from the main entrance, tucked in beside a crooked column. There was a barricade around the altar, so I wasn’t able to examine the things that had been left there. (There were also some other people in the church which sort of…hindered my exploration. If you know what I mean.)
Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary Catholic Church
High Hill, Texas
photographed 1.12.2018
These breathing shadows
This image brought to mind the same song I referenced yesterday, Celestial Horses by Bruce Cockburn (of course!). The specific lines this calls up are:
Even at the heart of these breathing shadows
You can feel us gathering at the door
St. Mary’s Church of the Assumption
Praha, Texas
photographed 1.12.2018
No Cooks
Since 1855, the church has held the Feast of the Assumption each year on August 15. On the day I was there, it was hard to imagine what that must look like, with thousands of people showing up for the festivities.
St. Mary’s Church of the Assumption
Praha, Texas
photographed 1.12.2018
A lot of people live here
In 2015, I took a trip to Nova Scotia, and posted some of the photos when I got returned. A lot of them, though, were held back for a project that I was working on. That project is (I think)(I hope) about done, which means there is a whole set of NS images still to be posted.
And here’s one, a three-shot pano of Hillcrest Cemetery in Lunenberg.
Lunenberg, Nova Scotia
photographed 8.3.2015
Daylighting
It was just a day after Thanksgiving and Christmas lights were sprouting all over the place. These lights weren’t on, but the lucky angle of the sun made it look as though they were.
Brenham, Texas
photographed 11.24.2017
One Day | One Image 