Joe & I walked up to the fete early Saturday morning. me taking my much loved trolley. walking along paths through the bush to the nursing home fete.
when we arrived the first stall we visited was the garden stall. Not alot to choose from in the way of plants.. but plenty of cut flowers for sale
[and bouquets of lavender for $5 a piece. the colour took my breath away]
I had promised myself that I would have a devonshire tea when I was at the fete but the sausage sizzle tempted my senses
[so I shared one with Joe. there is nothing like the smell of sausages sizzling on the BBQ!]
after that little snack, we wandered around looking at the craft & jam stalls.
then it was time to sit under the umbrellas provided and enjoy the treat that i had promised myself.
we shared our table
then it was time to visit the white elepant stall...
[and all manner of other old junk] - I bought myself an ugly glass bottle & a glass vase type thing.. one mans junk is anothers treasure so the saying goes..
I struggle often with my spirituality - never knowing if I am Christian or pagan or something in between... can one be something in between - is that possible?
I love going to Catholic Mass & I have been missing that. I love the serenity and peace, the tradition, the feeling of being connected to all those that have gone before me, who leaned on their faith.
I also love my ancestral roots - the Earth wisdom. the following of the wheel of the year and celebrating each turn.
moving back to Springwood, living not far from my former parish church has given me the opportunity to go to Mass as often as I like, to renew my faith and to try and combine all my beliefs into one.. and to try not to feel an ounce of guilt.
a perfect time on Sunday just gone, to attend Mass for the first time since I moved to Villa Maria - and around the time of Spring Equinox - I think God may have a hand in that - a new beginning.. a new faith blossoming.. I am so looking forward to this Spring Equinox coming up!