Tonight I went to the little church in the windmill. It was tiny, much smaller than I expected, probably about the size of my living room with 50 wooden chairs with a piece on the back to hold the Bible and hymn books.
These pictures are courtesy of Google as it would have been inappropriate to snap pictures - the alter was very pretty today with jam jars full of wild flowers.
Have a good week everyone.




G'day Betty. Lovely photos. The church in the windmill looks amazing. Take care. Liz...
ReplyDeleteIt was really special - I think there will be one more service in the Summer months - then it closes - the little road up there is very dangerous and could never be undertaken in heavy rain or snow!
DeleteHow quaint & delightful. I love character filled set-ups like that. The jam jar flowers sound just perfect. No, I don't suppose you could very well sit there snapping away saying "oh it's just for my blog..hope you don't mind!" I always love the wild of your woodlands. I do wish that I could adopt your toadstool for my fairy garden! Much love Catherine x0x0x
ReplyDeleteOh it was so tempting to linger behind and take a snap!
DeleteWhat an intriguing little building. It looks very peaceful.
ReplyDeleteIt had a very special atmosphere Elizabeth, a very short servie and only about 18 people present - all quite eldery but very friendly - they invited me to their tin tabernacle - will give it a try!
Deletepretty flowers and love those windmill church pictures.
ReplyDeleteLook for something in the mail from moi in August (hint: maybe as inspiration for your silk paintings)... Hmmm...what could it be?
Thankyou Nancy ... you have me intrigued!
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ReplyDeleteI am so sorry SFT - I accidentally deleted your lovely comment leaving me a blog award. I am honoured and will accept. So sorry for deleting you!!!
DeleteWhat a strange but beautiful place.
ReplyDeleteNina x
Dear Betty, Thank-you so much for stopping by my little blog :) I promise I'll be careful ;) xxx
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