Only one more Sunday remains before the great feast of the Nativity of the Lord two weeks from today. Only two weeks until we celebrate that Jesus, fully divine and fully human, was born into this world. Only two weeks until we celebrate that Jesus walked on this planet where we now walk. The planet on which like us, Jesus was drenched by earth's rain and seared by its heat. Like us Jesus was cooled by the breeze and nourished by the earth's food. Jesus was like us . . . in all things but sin.
Looked out the window early Thursday evening to see the fog descending. Fog is a photographer's friend. It adds a dimension to photos that cannot be created in post-processing or via filters. Grabbed camera and headed out blissfully unaware that the temperature was descending as fast as the fog. It was cold. Very cold. But it was worth a few temporarily numb fingers.
Black and white photography was meant for fog. This is along the river not far from the house. I am heading into the center.
Standing on the steps of the Franciscan Church looking down into the plaza. There is a band down there. I began to laugh when I heard the strains of the Beer Barrel Polka. Mom would have been delighted.
+Fr. Jack, Sj, MD