
Don't you love it when a weird little bit of mystery wanders into your life?
First off, one of the great things about postmodern city living is the empty spaces that open up even in the middle of dense development, and the way the woods creep and sneak back into the gaps.
And from something neglected or overlooked comes something cherished.
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So I was at the First Communion of my little niece, E.
The Church is clever--it decided long ago that a great way to appeal to all the little girls in the universe was to invest them for the ceremony with fancy white dresses and flowers and veils.
E. not only looked lovely, but was decidedly on top of all things ceremonial, carrying the holy cruets up to the priest and kneeling at the right place and popping up again on time. She is one of the those girls who likes to make an extremely pious face over her little tented hands. No one out holies a little girl when they are feeling holy.
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