Give me my scallop shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation: My gown of glory, hope’s true gauge, And thus I’ll take my pilgrimage. As I get ready to set out on my annual pilgrimage, I’ve been reminded of Sir Walter Raleigh’s… [Continue Reading]
Easter Gardens
In ‘normal’, non-Covid years, I set off a few days after Easter on my annual pilgrimage. This means that as I walk and visit churches and chapels along the way, I see lots of Easter gardens. With their very visual representation of the three crosses of Good Friday and the empty tomb of Easter Sunday,… [Continue Reading]
We never worship alone
I was very fortunate, blessed being a better word of course, to be able to walk on my annual pilgrimage last year in 2020. In spite of the restrictions we had all faced due to the Covid pandemic, by early July these had been lifted to allow non-essential travel and overnight stays; this was very… [Continue Reading]