Just a few memories collected in one spot. The last-but-one photo was taken in Aosta, Italy. The feast of sweet dishes was made by my aunitie in Poland. The large pumpkin was given to me by my neighbour a week ago – my little boy was trying to make a soup out of it for his crocodile. :)
Two baskets filled with large and generous pieces of sesame bread sit at the front of the church. Soon, when Sunday Mass finishes they will be shared among those who attended the service. This is a beautiful custom shared in Cyprus that I was able to witness and photograph in the Maronite Church. The bread is bought by the people who asked for special prayers to be said for their loved-ones or departed relatives. Bread is a symbol of life and community. It represents spiritual and physical nourishment.
Greeting from Cyprus, My Friends. Back to blogging soon. Alicja x
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