A couple of Sundays ago, we had the evening service at the Windmill - starting with a walk down the trail, (some to the fish ponds, others the other direction), followed by a potluck supper, fellowship, singing and a devotional. We also used this opportunity to say goodbye to a dear woman who had been coming to the chapel for a long time, but since moved to be closer to a daughter of hers.
Walking along.
Dear Mr.Avey - at age 93, even he went for part of the walk. Some of these seniors amaze me...
Dear Ruth - saying our official chapel goodbyes.
Mrs.Burchell (who turned 80 later on that week) at the piano during our sing time. One of those sweet English women, with royalty in her blood...physically and spiritually. A gracious woman.
Just a smattering of pictures from the last bit.
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