lake

This is the church across the street. It's a massive lump of brick, and sitting on my porch I have learned to imagine a lake where this ugly church is. It has a huge congregation. No lake on Sundays, Sundays are a steady coming and going of cars. The sheer busyness of this business has even got my kids interested in religion. And if there is a god for these people, he is most certainly tone deaf. If children would sing to Santa this much out of tune, I think they could forget their presents.