It seems a bit odd to have St Mary's be an Episcopal church but this one is. Friendly people. Good sermon. It is good to kneel once again at the eucharist (at Epiphany too). Simple service with no procession, no acolyte. Same unknown chant tune as last week. I sorta know it now. Sorry I missed their deacon.
The church has seats for the clergy behind the altar. Not very Episcopal. Apparently it was part of the Methodist church before or was designed by Methodists who split.
I walked .97 mile in the 21° temperature in my new boots which are wonderful. No blisters. Even Symbicort isn't real helpful when it is this cold but I could breathe well enough. Kinda grey day, eh?
The bay has started to freeze.
Looking back toward the upper entrance to the bay. The above photo is of the right side of this closer to home.
The pond is also freezing. The barn is leftmost with my house "below" it. The next building to the right is the newest - the neighbors whose grandparents lived in the next visible building when I moved here.
The tracks were pristine. I only saw one set of rabbit tracks.
The dam is in the background between the two islands.
Driving to church was a bit of a challenge this morning. The tires on the Prius are not new. Fortunately the snow was not deep but the roads had not been treated either. At all. And were icy. Slow going but little traffic. I pulled over to let a Cadillac rush by hoping he wouldn't slide off the road in front of me. He didn't and roared on his way.
The people at Epiphany are very welcoming. I like the way they do their bulletin tho the music for the Psalm and the Sanctus were not given or referenced. Probably not a problem for most Episcopalians but other visitors who like to sing may be a little frustrated.
The sun was in and out on the way home. There were bare lanes between the slush and snow so the trip took the usual 50 minutes, not the 1:25 it took to get there. There were obvious snow showers to the west but none over me. There is little new snow here despite the stuff falling when I left.
Visiting churches and friends I rarely, if ever, get to see is fun. (I can't wholeheartedly recommend taking a vacation from one specific church in order to see what others do however.) I'm learning there are other parishes where I am welcome if circumstances place me there. That is comforting.
And for Pat. And for Jonathan who needs a parish to care for.
For Margaret and Joel who are true disciples ministering to the people on the poorest Native American reservation in the US. And especially for Margaret who has more funerals in a month than most priests have in several years. And thanks for allowing the children to call her Grandma. She is the best possible person/priest in her position. For Peg and Jim. For all those who believe that guns can solve our problems. For our dysfunctional Congress. For Christ Church Meadville. For R and D. Dave as he faces open heart surgery. For me. For Ward. For Mercedes. For Bro John. For Jim, especially. For those in the church who are distressed. For those needing to travel. For M and for J, MW and P while she is gone. For A as she deals with dysfunction. For DP who fell on the ice and broke her leg. For RC who needs a biopsy. For Ginny.
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