church-goin'
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2005.04.10
Today I attended my first Church thing (I think it was called Mass). Or rather, I held the videocamera while my girlfriend's nephew was baptized. Then I went out and had a nice walk on the grounds. There was a maple tree that someone had tapped, so I tasted the sap on the tap (as opposed to the sap in the bucket, which was full of dead and dying flies).