04 JAN 26

Gold splash through pale glass of Jerusalem light that Epiphany Sunday service...

An hour later Yali about falls asleep on his folded arms resting on the table in the fellowship hall during a presentation on LCMS missions around the world...

Early afternoon and Puck is coasting snow-packed slopes with J down in Eureka...

...while the dog is back home probably just as energetically begging off a piece of the grilled salami sandwich Yali is holding in his hand... dribbles of fake blood still staining his temples...

When Puck returns hours later... he greets his fat cat already self-buried in winter blankets after recently depositing a freshly disemboweled mouse onto Puck's floor as a token of gratitude... “Good boy!” Puck squeezes him with a proud smile...