Snapshots: Poppy and Church

A little weekend ride on Bill the Pony.

Cooking eggs.

While I was doing my Church Lady thing, I took some pictures.

There are two of these cool hand-hewn beams that I think might actually pre-date the building (1920s).

A very old organ, last played a decade or so ago by our neighbor Ms. Amelia.

The old confessionals.

The sun was just about to set when I finally left church, and there was some interesting light in the village.

Spotlight on the tree.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.