This friend speaks my mind.
What a shining soul. Just beautiful.
The things I moved on today went to someone who is also beautiful, and whose life I love and revere.
We have two Orthodox friends who run a bed and breakfast place up the hill from us called St Benedict. From time to time they show us how the garden is progressing; and months ago, when we could still gather and meet, they invited us to a talk on the Eucharist by Metropolitan Kallistos Ware. What he had to say was interesting, but so was the feeling in the room, being with a group of people whose spirituality was the bedrock of their everyday life. It felt very special.
In the building and restoring and gardening and hospitality, on which the strength of these friends is industriously outpoured, cloths have a role to play.
Having wildly over-provisioned our household in the cloth department — and since the one who brings a thing home is responsible for the management thereof, at our place — I was grateful to pass these on.
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Wouldn't you just love to sit peacefully with the donkeys and that shining soul? Truly inspirational - thanks for sharing.
Ah...cloths. I feel the same way about towels. Deb x
Yes, we used to have *loads* of towels! We had some going back about forty years — wedding presents from my first marriage, when I was 20. When my mother moved house and downsized, she gave us several more — and her things were always really pretty, so we kept them. In the end we had this giant bale of towels.
We changed things so that each person had whichever towels they wanted and kept them in their own room. We hung one towel up in each bathroom or toilet room, and we kept two spares for when towels were in the wash. The rest we gave away. We also gave away our bath mats. I don't know how many towels the other people have who live in our household, but I now have one medium-sized towel, and I'm still quite surprised that it's all I need. x
I like your ideas for towel clearance, and I'm sure I could cut the old ones up and make...cloths!
Also, bath mats are disgusting; a bit like carpets. I keep thinking ours should meet an irreparable accident! OK, I'm on a mission now x
Yay! Reminds me of Raymond Chandler's immortal words from Trouble Is My Business — "Marty is no bathmat. He gets up and walks." 🤣
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