On Sunday, August 9, I decided to take my chances on walking to St. Barnabas for its first baptism in White River.
At the other end of the Washington Street Bridge I noticed a dragonfly tangled in a spider's web:
Arriving at St. Barnabas and our newly decorated front door:
Inside St. Barnabas:
The procession to the river:
Down at the river:
Dedicating the shrine to St. Herman of Alaska:
It was a good day, albeit exhausting in the end.
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