I definitely favor the older homes with character, if not closet space, imagining myself in the middle of the landscape, happily tending an iris bed or two. I’ve actually brought some of the irises from my gardens in Dallas, not being able to bear parting with them since they had been my mother’s. They are currently planted temporarily next to Sharon and Doug’s guest cottage.
Father Joseph’s simple explanation was that Catholics don’t actually pray to statues, as most Protestants mistakenly believe. Rather the likenesses are there to keep the saint in mind while conversing with them, much as you look at someone’s picture when reminiscing.
“Well, then, an’ I’m Monsignor Fitzpatrick. From Dallas, is it now? Ya wouldn’t be knowing me good friend Father Joseph Turner, now would ya?” he asked with a wink.
“Well, now, an, didn’t ’e call me up just da other week ta be on da lookout fer ya. And here ya be. Welcome ta Saint Elizabeth’s. I hope ya will be comfortable ’ere.”