Oil on Wood
It was a sultry Sunday evening when the island gathered at the church to hear Randy Miller and James Prendergast play fiddle and guitar. The warm air swirled around carrying soulful sounds of the past while everyone tapped a foot or finger in time to the music. The church is dark inside, with its wood wains coating and well worn pews. But the intense yellow light that pours in through the tall stained glass windows reflects the goodness that gathers there and spreads through the community. This was one of those times when we felt the past in the present and were just glad to be here.