Look, look -- Christmas Lights!
Fun Display in Some Chocolate Store Window in Rockefeller Plaza.
This one looks better larger, I think. I might need to crop it some. I think this cross belongs to the Presbyterian Church. It's not St. Thomas's, where I sat for a few on the steps with the bums and watched a lady leave a few bags of something or another at the church door.
Saint Patrick's, Architecturally creating an axis mundi between the sacred and the profane. Thank you, Mircea Eliade.
I happen to like elaborate interiors in sacred spaces. Not necessary really, but it's a personal preference.
I've forgotten which saint this is -- I'm wanting to say, St. Rose of Lima.
And St. Therese of Lisieux, the Little Flower. I like her. She apparently wanted to be a priest, and commented that God mercifully allowed her to die young -- around the age at which she would have been ordained -- so that she wouldn't suffer.
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