Since my camera is being repaired (hopefully) I had to use my daughter's camera with which I am unfamiliar. So while these photos didn't turn out quite like I expected, I still had an interesting time going through them.

The strange mix of feelings about this event is due to (a) meeting online friends face-to-face for the first time, (b) seeing such a nice turn-out of people on short notice, and (c) grieving the assassination of Dr. Tiller.

Normally I crop my photos at least somewhat consistently in terms of size. That didn't happen here. Maybe that's a result of the complicated emotions I'm experiencing.