The way the sun cuts through those clouds over the cathedral is something else. Makes the whole place look quiet and steady all at once.

Just came across this photo of fresh bread baked for the parish meal. The loaves look simple and solid, the kind that make you think of quiet hands at work and people sitting down together afterward.

Yesterday at the liturgy I was impressed by how clearly the cantor's voice was heard when he sang "Holy God". We all stood in silence and I thought of my grandmother who always said it in a low voice at home. After the service I got a little bargain for my son who will be passing by the house in the afternoon.

The wet cobblestones catch the light just right after the rain. Makes the whole courtyard feel quiet and settled.

Yesterday evening I was collecting things for Sunday school, and the younger ones kept asking if today they would talk about the martyrs Terenty, Neonila and their children. I had to take out an old children's Bible from the closet to show the pictures. In the morning I’m going to church with them, we’ll see what the priest says.