It’s almost Christmas…

It’s (almost) Christmas tiiiime, in the city….

Santa already seems to be everywhere.

santa downtown

There was an organ concert tonight at the Cathedral. It was great despite being a bit (well, extremely) brief due to the caroling about to take place out front. The Concert Choir also had a wonderful concert, though I have to confess to running a bit late. It’s interesting how many people turn around when the organ starts playing so beautifully.

organ concert

(Of course I would never take a photo while someone is playing… noise you know.)

The city at night….

a city at night

A beautiful evening.

jackson square

And to all a good night!

A Moss Phase

a mossy day

Awhile ago I decided that I needed a new hobby, and after considerable thought and prayer went with photography. One of my friends, deeply critical, said something long the lines of, ‘That’s for professionals,’ and ‘That’s a whole special field’ when I took a picture of a meal, and ‘That’s just not a good photo!’ about some shot which was obviously not a good shot. But one thing I learned working in the arts for thirty years prior to ordination, is that sometimes you just have to ignore your critics and try to live life as well as possible while honing a craft, pursuing a dream, or otherwise spending time in a way which may not be understood by a few, or by many… but which is still incredibly life giving.

mossy mossy

That’s a long way of saying that yes, I know… these are not great photos. They are not intended to be. And I don’t mind that at all. But for me, there is something about them which is interesting.

moss at night

Art is something which, to my mind, ought to transcend the fact that the producer likes it and finds it interesting; so that one who perceives it also considers it to be interesting. Or whatever it is which one might consider it to be. There is trend in art, often, to merely seek reactionary responses, to want to rile up emotions, turn over apple carts etc. Perhaps that has its place… but who needs it ultimately.

even more moss

That being said, I really think moss has some beautiful moments… Hopefully when I am old and as gray as moss, I will have learned how to take better photos, and will at least have better quality snapshots of my life along the way.

mossy night

A Few Photos…

Well, lacking anything remarkable to post, such as well thought out homiletic notes which seem to be backlogged for a time now, why not just go photoblog … or to be fair, snapshot log.


I used to post photos back in the day as a ‘My Daily Walk’ sort of journal… here is the base of my chalice.

Just sights one encounters throughout a day, which are interesting…

But more often than not, just things which I encounter during my exercise walk…

These are some of my walks around the hood..

The sun goes down a bit too early it seems…, c’est la vie.