Odense is beautiful.
This is the bridge we cross on the way to church just after sunset when the mist comes.
Vacuuming the baptismal font. This photo is becoming a tradition.
This
is the graveyard across the street from our apartment. Graveyards in
Denmark are nothing like American ones. There are hedges and trees and
lights and they're the most beautiful, well-kept places in the city. We
walk through this one all the time. We also have a friend here. Every
time I've been in, a little grey tabby cat follows us around. She
recognizes our voices, and comes when we call her. Her name is Hecate,
after the Greek goddess of magic and also crossroads. (Dad, it's all
your fault.) I wish I had a picture of her to send too.
Vacuuming the baptismal font. This photo is becoming a tradition.
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