Robert (gurdonark) wrote,
Robert
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Easter Monday

Sunday morning my wife and I rose early. We headed to Suncreek United Methodist Church, about a 7 minute drive from my house. We went to the 7 a.m. early Easter service. The presiding minister was Milton Gutierrez, the associate pastor who used to be lead pastor at First UMC. The service was great--half of it was in-doors, and the other half was outdoors.

The outdoors part took place around the Kathleen Baskin-Ball baptismal font. This is a circular stone gathering place surrounding a table-high water-containing stone bowl. Reverend Baskin-Ball was the senior minister, who died of cancer, leaving behind a husband and a very young boy. She was a powerful pastor, and now her name adorns this small gathering place.

The turnout for this daybreak service was 20. Seeing the rows and rows of extra chairs brought in for the later services. I had a flash back to my childhood, in which folding chairs protruded into the church lobby on Easter Sunday. My late Mother always said that Easter Sunday is the most excusable day to miss church, because that clears out space for those who attend once a year.The service outdoors included a part in which the minister intoned to each congregant "remember your baptism" and traced a sign of the cross with water on the congregant's forehead. The little ritual proved meaningful.

After the service, we headed home--and both promptly fell asleep until nearly Noon. We began to watch the Audrey Hepburn movie "The Nun's Story". It's a good watch, though the racial stereotypes in this 1959 film proved wince-inducing. I wore out on it after a while, as I remembered it was 2 hours 40 minutes long.My wife stayed and kept watching a bit longer.

I went to Taco Bell for three shredded chicken tacos. Then I went to Limestone Quarry Park, where I saw 15 or so species of birds and listened to a podcast.
I wanted to cross 10,000 steps for the day, so I headed later to Green Park. There I got a great picture of a Chipping Sparrow and a few nice ones of a Downy Woodpecker.

Last night we watched PBS shows--"Grantchester" and "Mr. Selfridge". Then we turned in.

Today I walked at Murphy Farm Park. In the pasture next door, a young coyote shambled across an open field. We both stopped and looked at each other, and then it moved on. I went to Subway for a turkey sandwich.

Tonight I went to Weight watchers, where my weight was up a bit. Tonight we watched Supergirl on television (a Flash cross-over episode) and ate oven-baked chicken and sweet potato.
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