blue domes, blue sky
When I first moved to this area, I was surprised to see these blue domes peeking over a hillside on a small street in Maynard. This is a modest but lovely little church. Every year they hold a Bazaar Russe as a benefit. People come to buy crafts, raffle tickets, and food. My grandfather was Russian, so I have a taste for many Slavic dishes. Today I carried home some borscht, cabbage rolls, pierogi, potato pancakes, and blini.