Thursday, May 28, 2015
I still feel inspired by the fire and the wind. I am so enjoying this rare red that comes but once a year to the altar. As I consider the long long season of ordinary time that approaches, I am thinking the lines: "Green, green rocky road. You promenade in green." from the old folk song. How pretty is a promenade? How rocky the path can still seem.
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