Wreathed

Rick the verger reminded me that today was going to be Advent Sunday and normally we would begin lighting the Advent candles. We hadn't ordered any! But he had scouted around the boxes in the vestry and found enough left over from previous years to make up a usable set. Thank goodness we were too stingy to throw any away. 

I would usually also make an Advent Wreath from greenery in the church grounds, but I couldn't find the circular reservoir I used last year, so resorted to buying one from the florists'. They are under new management and don't use old-fashioned crumbly green reservoir for environmental reasons, instead preferring tightly-packed pads of moss which they say function the same way. If they do, the only disadvantage will be to those of us who still derive a childish pleasure from sticking our fingers in the old stuff.

And they gave us a massive wreath to hang over the church door! I suspect this may be because they couldn't find anything else to do with it but it's very welcome and clears my head by a couple of inches so shouldn't cause anybody else in the congregation too much trouble. That's if it survives the attention of the village ne'er-do-wells - perhaps in the semi-darkness of the winter evenings they won't spot it.