Last Sunday Evening was such at special experience.  It was the last night of the Byrd Festival in beautiful St. Stephen’s Church in Portland. It was sublime.

The ridiculous was looking up to the balcony during the intermission and seeing Dr. Paul Klemme, always, always on task, texting away.  I tried to text him back to “look down.”  He did, just in time to catch me trying to get a picture of him with my iPhone.  He came down for a visit.

He seems to be surrounded by a blinding aureola, which seems just right to me.