Don’t miss the village church

The day I dreamed big and lived the big dream
The hill of forgiveness

Every village has a church and on an adventure like this I find I can’t go past without taking a look.  Is it the history?  The special story?  The architecture?  It can be anything.

Take today.  I was just as interested in getting out of the rain.  But the was the rare octagonal church dating back to the 12th century, the unusual medieval crucifix with bent cross.  The lacework in stone on the ceiling.  The detail in the alabaster figures, the drama in the carvings of the crucifixion.

The poetry of the skyline made dramatic by the church towers. They add so much to our communities and we take them for granted. Yes, I can’t cycle past without taking a glance inside. I’d hate to miss another treasure!

The day I dreamed big and lived the big dream
The hill of forgiveness
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