Thursday, December 26

The webmistress in the cloister

No, it's not about me.

She's a godsend," said Brother Bryan Paquette, who manages ICS Publications, which publishes works of history and spirituality from the Institute of Carmelite Studies in Washington.From her office nook in the La Plata monastery, Sister Marie Bernardina has spent the last two years spicing up the publishing house's Web site, which is run by priests and friars of the Carmelite order. "Check out our Best-Sellers," it urges, harking back to her days as a marketing student at Bowie State University.In addition to her regular work on the Carmel of Port Tobacco site, she has been tapped by the Carmelite friars to update their vocations Web site."Indefatigable," Mother Virginia Marie, 68, said of the sister's workload....

She squeezes it all into no more than an hour or two a day. The Carmelite nuns pray at least seven times daily, plus do household chores. The Internet has given them an outlet to the world they live apart from, but it hasn't blemished the simple life of solitude they've opted to lead."We pray," said Sister Marie Bernardina. "God comes first."

Umm..Merry Christmas from St. Patrick's Cathedral..

There are just a few Christmas photos here. I had digital camera troubles yesterday (nothing serious - just weak batteries) that put a cramp on my style, but it's all fixed, so we can get busy now, especially since Joseph got his new snow pants, too..and especially since everyone else is descending tomorrow.

A Blessed Christmas (remember - it's only just begun...)

We were, of course, blanketed with snow on Christmas Eve and into the night. Christmas morning, we awoke to what looked like a Christmas card, especially in an older neighborhood. It was gorgeous. It also required shoveling right away, because well, we had to get to Mass, didn't we? So Michael spent the first part of the morning out there pushing the snow to the side so we could make our trek. Got to Mass, along with the other hundred or so who were there - Joseph made it through the Gospel, but then had to be removed to netherregions until the Sing of Peace ("Peesh!). We didn't get around to opening gifts until after that - around lunchtime. And then there was a turkey breast to be cooked (Christmas Eve dinner - blackened salmon - Michael's idea - turned out great) and...nothing else to do...a lazy, relaxing day.

I have a few photos that I'll post later.

Michaell has a year-end letter posted here, and it makes me tired to even just read it. I'd forgotten we did half the stuff he recounts!


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