Pentecost

A feast day in the Church is always a good excuse for decorations and having fun. So, at Romsey, Pentecost was celebrated with lots of flame imagery, remembering the ”divided tongues, as of fire” that appeared among the disciples and rested on each of them. (Acts 2:3) A good day for pyromaniacs like myself.

To prepare for Pentecost I had bought every red candle available in Lancefield. Sadly, there weren’t many. If I’d wanted cream (vanilla-scented) or purple (lavender-scented) or pink (no idea what they smelt of) I could have had dozens. But red – I found four.

Fortunately in Australia Pentecost comes at the end of autumn and we had been having some long-overdue and very welcome rain. So we could light an enormous great fire without fear.

 

And standing around the Pentecost bonfire we drank Pentecost, flame-coloured, soup – pumpkin and tomato.