
Easter Day in Chalons en Champagne A chilly morning, and a brisk walk through the winding, cobbled streets to the…
Easter Day in Chalons en Champagne A chilly morning, and a brisk walk through the winding, cobbled streets to the…
Gary Varvel.
Tom Stiglich.
A.F. Branco.
Al Goodwyn.
It’s my melancholy duty to be first again.
Happy Eastern Monday to you.
A Western Monday?
Didn’t expect that from you of all people.
Sue me will you! I can’t edit for some reason.
(silver medal post)
Andrew Doyle @andrewdoyle_com 2h :
It doesn’t seem to matter that the topics are utterly different, it’s all just one giant monolithic struggle for this lot. How are the two issues the same? Because transsexuals and Palestinians are both oppressed powerless minorities? In both cases if the minority had just stayed in their designated bathroom and hadn’t crossed over to scare people in the other bathroom they might not be having so much grief today.
Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.
And God said to Moses, Go Forth. So, I came fourth.
That’s all we needed, a new type of bl..dy weapon.
Link to above.
Cash!
If we owned him, we’d do the same. Share him with the world.
Cash 2.0 Great Dane meeting new people in Santa Monica 153
Sleep well, all.
Johannes Leak.
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Mark Knight.
Mark Knight #2.
Brett Lethbridge.
Peter Broelman.
Michael Ramirez.
Al Goodwyn.
A.F. Branco.
Tom Stiglich.
Gary Varvel.
Easter Day in Chalons en Champagne
A chilly morning, and a brisk walk through the winding, cobbled streets to the Cathedral. A mixture of building styles – some are modern, others belle epoch, and a few more ancient, half timbered and leaning conspirationally against each other, engaged in conversation about other times, other Easters. Over the centuries, they have watched great armies and a revolution pass this way, their unlucky neighbours falling victim to all manner of destruction.
The cathedral bells are ringing out the joy of the resurrection, calling the faithful to worship. They are answered by all the other parish bells, another wordless conversation.
I have the privilege of singing unfamiliar hymns in French, with many Alleluias. Finally, belting out an old favourite, Thine Be the Glory, chosen today as the recessional. The congregation was from all corners of the earth – Asia, Africa obviously. We may have been the only Aussies there, and probably the only Presbyterians.
After the service there was another sound competing with the bells. All the little children were in the churchyard looking for chocolate eggs! Overlooked by an old stained glass window depicting Jesus and the small child.