Photo by the author, Deeann D. Mathews, June 11, 2024
“Cordelia, you walking in the redwoods and not coming to church some Sundays worries me!
I know your ancestors were Druids, but resist the tree-worshiping temptation!”
Cordelia sighed.
“Our sanctuary is made of what, Lizzy?”
“Redwood.”
“So you don't think God has a better sanctuary of living wood anywhere?”
“Oh."
