Speaking of bright blue
This morning at Mass I remembered why I loved May the best of all months when I was a little girl. Certainly the approaching end of the school year and the beginning of vacation figured into that, but May brought the annual May Crowning at our parish. Yes, I loved May Crowning, with the flowers and the living rosary we elementary school kids led and the crowning of Mary by the tallest third-grade girl who was tended by the two shortest second-grade boys. Since our Easters were usually snow-covered, May Crowning was our big spring Catholic party.
Arriving at the church this morning, I immediately noticed that sometime in the past week, the seminary had their May Crowning. This is the same statue of Mary that I had previously blogged as Our Lady of Unexpected Snow. The blue cape so perfectly blended in with the statue I was afraid someone had actually painted her.
Arriving at the church this morning, I immediately noticed that sometime in the past week, the seminary had their May Crowning. This is the same statue of Mary that I had previously blogged as Our Lady of Unexpected Snow. The blue cape so perfectly blended in with the statue I was afraid someone had actually painted her.
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