An unworthy Deacon, named for the brother of God: James, striving to "work out his salvation with fear and trembling" within the Tradition (paradosis) of the Eastern Orthodox Faith. It is a strange and marvelous journey, and I am accompanied by the fourfold fruit of my fecundity. My wife, the Matushka or Diaconissa Sophia, is my beloved partner in the pursuit of Theosis, and she ranks me in every way.
Good Morning Africa Woke up to all the familiar noises and smells of Uganda....this pic is of my view of the windows from underneath the mosquito netting. Yes, the skeeters are quite noticeable this time. I never saw any last time I was here. The smell of wood smoke abounds (actually you can smell it all the time) but in the mornings as people rise and prepare breakfast it is particularly strong - it can often wake you up. But, this morning it was the cacophony of birds that rose me up before I would have preferred.
It's odd because there is a constant chirping of familiar sounding birds that will remind you of home (including roosters), but then the sounds will be overwhelmed by something you only here in the soundtracks of movies taking place in jungles...or if you live in Africa. One of them sounds like a particularly hacked off monkey. But it was the crows seemingly on steroids that had me nearly jumping out of bed. It was sitting right on my stinking window sill and might as well have been using a bullhorn.