I was downtown for jury service on Wednesday last week. I forget in my jeans-every-day world that there is a whole world of suits-to-work, lunch hours and fabulous shoes.
As I was heading back to the courthouse at lunchtime, everyone walking past me had a dirt cross smudged on their forehead. I don't know much about Ash Wednesday but my guess is that everyone was coming from the new cathedral a couple of blocks up. I love it when I am reminded that I don't have to travel half way around the world to see people celebrating interesting rituals. And I so wanted to take a bunch of pictures as the contrast between the suits and the smudge was fabulous but didn't have the courage -- I needed my sister's lens so that I could sneak a shot:)