Quite a lovely day yesterday: sunny and breezy, the first sign of the warming trend portending the coming of spring. It was also the 204th anniversary of my church, First Baptist DC, so the choir sang special music at service (Fauré’s Cantique de Jean Racine) with a guest harpist. Post-service, we had a sumptuous potluck lunch, followed by sandwich-making for the homeless. (I also found out for the first time that Gordon was engaged — I’d been away the Sunday it was announced, apparently — so a big congrats and good luck to him and his fiancé.)

I spent the afternoon with a few of of the young adults: David, Rebecca, and Lydia from church, watching Memoirs of a Geisha in Georgetown. (Excellent movie, and the Oscar for cinematography is well-deserved, but I won’t post a review until I’ve read the book and watched the movie one more time.)