Yesterday, I walked to
church on a sunny, warm summer’s day.
Once seated, I noticed an elderly couple enter the church. The older man slowly advanced using his
walker. He was stooped over with
osteoporosis perhaps. Next to the front
bench, where wheelchair accommodation is provided, he expertly folded his
walker, genuflected towards the altar, and seated himself. I was impressed by
his independence. I noticed the male
pianist was a very good player and I enjoyed the songs that day. He was a
sturdily built man nicely dressed in a dark
suit. There was also a cello player who accompanied him on some of the
songs. At the end of the mass, the
talented pianist moved to the organ to play the final song. There was a cute moment during Holy Communion
when a toddler boy advanced to the altar with his family. He had his arms crossed and received a
blessing from the priest as he was not yet old enough to receive the sacrament.
After mass,
I met my friend S in front of the church.
She made me jaywalk across a very busy main road. It was empty at the time we crossed. But this is the difference between S and me, I would never normally do that. We went for coffee and a chat.
That same
afternoon husband M, daughter L, son K and I walked to Main Street to see their
first exotic car show. It was a total
delight, with every fancy car you could think of lining the closed off street: Lamborghini,
Ferrari, McLaren, Bentley, Mustang, Audi, Mercedes. There was even an antique
Rolls Royce. We ran into a few friends
while we were there.
It was a
full day, especially in the exhausting heat.
Fortunately, it cooled down a bit later on. Everyone had fun.
Here are some photos of the exotic car show:
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| hybrid BMW I think |
