Alaskan
Herd Master
What our Pascha/Easter last night.... and I am bushed.
Two services every day for over a week, with 3 on Friday.
And of course the Saturday service starts at 11:30pm and was over maybe at 2:30... but there there was a small feast to break the month long fast.
But I of course gabbed until 4am!!! There was a monk-priest that was on his way to be assigned to one of the small villages across the bay. He got stuck here in town, because the village wanted him to have a covid test... anyway... I had met him before... but hadn't realized how interesting his pre-monk life had been. He grew up on a sheep ranch... in one of those center states... Ohio? Idaho??? and then became a farrier and traveled all over doing that. We compared favorite old western songs and old jazz musicians... we both like Louis Armstrong. And he thought someone wrote a song about Bo Didly, but couldn't remember who...
And then I got home... everyone was in bed and asleep, but those kids that clearly love me had left a pile of bacon on the stove for me to eat...
Then I got into bed and could not sleep!
Service today was at 3pm, followed by a true feast of all good things.
Dang it was nice.
Super long book... just because I wanted to say that last year SUCKED. Not having church was terrible.
We have just gotten back to normal-ish just in this last month.
And it is wonderful!
Two services every day for over a week, with 3 on Friday.
And of course the Saturday service starts at 11:30pm and was over maybe at 2:30... but there there was a small feast to break the month long fast.
But I of course gabbed until 4am!!! There was a monk-priest that was on his way to be assigned to one of the small villages across the bay. He got stuck here in town, because the village wanted him to have a covid test... anyway... I had met him before... but hadn't realized how interesting his pre-monk life had been. He grew up on a sheep ranch... in one of those center states... Ohio? Idaho??? and then became a farrier and traveled all over doing that. We compared favorite old western songs and old jazz musicians... we both like Louis Armstrong. And he thought someone wrote a song about Bo Didly, but couldn't remember who...
And then I got home... everyone was in bed and asleep, but those kids that clearly love me had left a pile of bacon on the stove for me to eat...
Then I got into bed and could not sleep!
Service today was at 3pm, followed by a true feast of all good things.
Dang it was nice.
Super long book... just because I wanted to say that last year SUCKED. Not having church was terrible.
We have just gotten back to normal-ish just in this last month.
And it is wonderful!