Historical Setting: 562 C.E. “Oh No! Please. These ashes are sacred.” A tidily attired aristocratic youth struts with the flourish of an elder’s authority; or maybe it is simply the pomp of naive privilege. His accent and manor are conspicuously Frankish. “So you are young George, the one concerned over these ashes? I’mContinue reading “Post #5.11 Ash Wednesday, February 26”
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Post #5.10 Tuesday, February 25, 2020
Historical Setting: 562 C.E. Gaul With the church building gone I hear the Bishop can be found at the basilica of the St. Martin shrine on this side of the river. But apparently 200 years ago Saint Martin didn’t notice political edges of Rome and planted the monastery on the other side of the riverContinue reading “Post #5.10 Tuesday, February 25, 2020”
Post #5.9, Thursday, February 20, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. Gaul Closer yet to Tours now I pass the rock heap marking the plague pit. It is yet untouched since I found my way beyond this, outside these walls beyond the holy cremation of sanctuary, smothered under memorials of wilted flowers, heaped with remembered stench of plague and death, pagan andContinue reading “Post #5.9, Thursday, February 20, 2020”
Post #5.8, Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. Gaul Well passed the shrine, ahead is the great wall of the city. But I see no church tower above the wall anymore. This road edges nearest the river across from the hills and the ancient caves. The devout still go to the caves for quietude. It’s wilderness dug inContinue reading “Post #5.8, Wednesday, February 19, 2020”
Post #5.7, Tuesday, February 18, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. Gaul On this new day I set my sight on Tours or as the Romans used to call this area Civitas Turonorum about a day’s walk east of these vineyards of Ezra. Dear God, guide me into this new. Amen. The last time I traveled this road in thisContinue reading “Post #5.7, Tuesday, February 18, 2020”
Post #5.6, Thursday, February 13, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. At my last leaving, I was near death, so I went with a great purpose that these children could live. But now it is different. I’m not the useful and needed person among them so I’m wandering off to Tours that I may not be like the guy in theContinue reading “Post #5.6, Thursday, February 13, 2020”
Post #5.5, Wednesday, February 12, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. Gaul We return to the cottage and Eve, with Margey in her arms is with Daniel and Celeste outside in the place where the garden is at rest, flat earth with a frosting of fresh snow. They made a running path in the snow with their footprints. Tis “D” forContinue reading “Post #5.5, Wednesday, February 12, 2020”
Post #5.4, Tuesday, February 11, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. Gaul To my surprise, words spent empowering an “essential peasant matriarch” with a mere candle of understanding brings her to tears. “Do you think Ezra is sorry to be burdened with me and my gossipy sisters and my arsonly evil cousin, and my father who shouts at the neighbor’sContinue reading “Post #5.4, Tuesday, February 11, 2020”
Post #5.3, Thursday, February 6, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. Gaul What if Colleta’s widower cousin would choose a troll for his wife? What if the “troll” of this “what if” is her own lonely sister-in-law who too lithely accepts these abuses of gossip? What if it becomes known that the scared and hurting target for ridicule from her sisters wouldContinue reading “Post #5.3, Thursday, February 6, 2020”
Post #5.2, Wednesday, February 5, 2020
Historical Setting, 562 C.E. Gaul “So, Colleta, you fear I’m excusing evil by speaking a possibility that Jesse might not have burned down the church? In truth I’m simply withholding my judgment while I wonder at the possibility that the fire could’ve simply been carelessness. How can we choose a culprit and judge an actContinue reading “Post #5.2, Wednesday, February 5, 2020”
Lazarus Ink 