On Sunday our Church celebrates our Harvest service.
It's a time when the churches are beautifully decorated with produce. Though in fact, sadly, we are now encouraged to take practical tins of goods. They all go to our local Food Bank......but I still miss the old ways.
As a child it was so lovely to walk into the church scented with Michaelmas daisies, apples and even a big loaf of bread made in the shape of a sheaf of corn.
We carried our offerings, usually a pretty tissue lined basket full of apples or vegetables, and put them in front of the Altar.
Flower vases were full of Autumn leaves and colourful Dahlias.
Strings of Autumn berries twined themselves around the pillars.
Tins aren't quite the same.
Often there was a Harvest supper, with of course, Cornish pasties!
We had a Harvest lunch in the Village hall today, and finished a very nice meal by singing
'We plough the fields and scatter...'
a real Harvest hymn.
I think how fortunate we are to have such a variety of food at a time when so many countries have nothing and are torn apart through storms, landslides or war.
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