It has been a few weeks since I posted. Just moved to the SJ community at Boston College. The move should be finished on Friday. The unpacking should be finished sometime during the current year. It is good to be here. I like the arrangement. Because I live on campus there will be many more photographic opportunities than there were at Campion Center. One can only photograph a tree so many times. As I've no interest in birds and wildlife as photographic subjects, the pickings were slim. Will post some photos from my first nighttime foray here in a day or two.
The photos below were taken on All Saints Day in Slovenia. All Saints is a national holiday. Halloween appears to be unknown, something for which I am thankful. At about age ten I decided it was ridiculous. Even today I will not go to a costume party. In many large cities halloween is now a festival of (mostly it seems) cross-dressing for adults who spend way more money than anyone should pretending to be what they are not.
The village of Bašelj. Father is related to about 23 people here. It is tiny.
Father's sister cooking lunch. There was no fog. The window was steamed up from the heat of the kitchen. Splendid meal that included . . . .
. . . this for desert.
The mountains from the church yard gate in Preddvor.
The church taken from the cemetery.
The inside of the church.
Landscape perspective of the inside before Father turned on the lights
The cemetery after Mass. This shows about 1/3 of it.
One typical grave site.
We stopped to drop something off at a house. Took advantage of the five minutes to shoot a landscape.
Žale Cemetery. The building is the chapel of moderate size in which the funeral Mass is held. This ring of candles circled the entire church except for the front entrance. One could feel the heat emanating from all the candles. As we were heading to Žale to meet the rest of the Jesuits in LJ (and say the rosary at our brothers' graves) one of the men asked if I was taking the camera. I told him probably not. He replied, "You'll be sorry." I took camera and thanked him for the next three days.
The other side of the church. Eucharistic Adoration was happening in the church. I lasted four minutes. I don't know how many candles were lit in the church but the heat, despite the wide-open door, was suffocating.
The Jesuit plot. Before going to LJ I directed that were I to die there I was to be buried there. After seeing Žale I felt very comfortable with that decision.