The creeping dawn.

Candles and incense. Words tested by generations. That beautiful promise.

I’ve been back and forth between Salem and Portland this Easter weekend. Today I will have my family over for a big breakfast, and then I’ll head back down to Salem to walk through the Easter vigil with my friends at St. Tim’s. The service finishes at midnight, and we will have an agape feast and dancing until the wee hours of the morning. I’ll try to post pictures for you when I get back!