I have a cool church. We celebrate National Poetry Month by devoting a Sunday to reading aloud some favorite poems by others, or original poems. Today was the day, in a busy April that conveniently provided a 5th Sunday.
What struck us today was how many people from the congregation shared poems of their own! You know you are in a trusting, accepting group of people when that can happen.
Cool weekend all around. Last night we went to an art show/auction fundraiser and came home with postcard-sized art. Hubby got a painting called Majestic Giraffe, I got a beaded mini-quilt set of theatre masks by Barbara Miller, and our daughter got a photograph called Rock-O-Plane by local photographer Dana Colcleasure, and we got to chat with her that night.
I almost put my "auction" sticker on Rock-O-Plane myself, but thought I should look at all the art before claiming a piece, and then the crazy quilt called to me, me, me. So I was super glad that the Rock-O-Plane came home with us, after all.
This is Wikipedia's Rock-O-Plane, not Dana's.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
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6 comments:
Sounds like a Sunday well-spent (much better than dusting)!
-Barb the French Bean
That is wonderful that your church does that. It is so heartening to know how many readers and writers there are in the world!
What a great idea! Might have to adopt it for an event next year.
I think Dana's rock-o-plane also won a spot at the new transportation center, so your daughter's taste is clearly very good!
reading this has restored me. what a great church you attend! and isn't it something how a piece of art speaks to you?!
sherry
So glad, Sherry!
Thanks to all for dropping in on a 5th Sunday!
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