Raleigh this week has been a gorgeous preview of the spring to come (even though I see people in t-shirts at Fenway in April) and I tried to take advantage of it with some outdoor BBQ on Monday, where, to my amazement, I saw a green fog of pine pollen float through the air beyond the picnic table. The stuff is everywhere, like tree phlegm on cars, sidewalks, my blazer ….
Tuesday night I drove down to the USA Baseball Center in Cary and watched Duke beat William and Mary in a great game on a beautiful night. I scored for a while to limber up my scoring skills, but eventually put away the pencil and just soaked in the nice relaxed sight of watching college kids whack the pill out of the park with their metal bats.
Was nice to see Wareham Gateman Jake Lemmerman at bat again. The game was won by Duke, 9 to 5.
It’s been a while since I posted a church visit post. There’s a simple reason for that: I missed a week due to a slight case of the wine flu and I decided to post four churches in one post for Holy Week. So hang on for a long one. I don’t want to over clutter the blog with too much piety and devotion, so this will serve as a mega post in the project, befitting the holiest week in the Christian calendar. I visited five churches in the course of the week (I didn’t enter one due to the cancellation of the service because of the weather, so it will not count but I did drive three hours to find that out!). They were:
St. Peter’s Episcopal, Osterville, Mass.: Palm Sunday
St. Mary’s of the Assumption, Catholic, Fall River, Mass: Chrism Mass (cancelled)
St. Barnabas Episcopal, Falmouth, Mass.: Maundy Thursday
St. Michael the Archangel, Antiochean Orthodox, Cotuit, Mass: Good Friday
St. George, Greek Orthodox, Centerville, Mass.: Holy Saturday Easter Vigil
Fat Tuesday, Mardi Gras, Lent, Palm Sunday, Maundy Thursday. Good Friday or Holy Saturday. I had no idea. Seriously. I’ve never “given up” anything for Lent. I have never had ashes smeared on my forehead and until this past Palm Sunday, have never come home with a palm frond. My Easter knowledge is pretty much defined by Sunday School, Charlton Heston, Mel Gibson and the usual highlights of crucified, died, entombed, risen. Then there are the eggs, chocolates rabbits, peeps, hunts, and plastic green grass. Holy Week is a pretty intense round of church, and given that the Orthodox and Catholic/Protestant Easter calenders coincide this year, I decided to make the most of it and mix it up between different churches and different denominations. I did not get to a Catholic church — I tried on Tuesday to attend the Fall River Diocese cathedral at St. Mary’s, but alas, it was rained out.
After the jump – five churches in one post, but only four count.