photo taken last Sunday
The clocks went forward an hour so Mother's Day (Mothering Sunday in the church calendar) started with a quicker cup of tea, toast and marmalade breakfast than on some days! We had phone calls from the family before we went to church. It was an uplifting service with songs of worship that touched the heart.
The children came in from each of their Sunday School groups and handed out bunches of daffodils to all the ladies.
(In the Christian liturgical calendar Mothering Sunday falls within the Lenten period which is a time of reflection before Easter. The word 'lent' comes from the Anglo-Saxon for the lengthening of daylight hours around about the month of March after the dark days of Winter. In some churches there's the custom of handing out bunches of Spring flowers at the Mothering Sunday service. It originates from the days when domestic servants who lived-in were given the time off to return home and they usually took with them a small gift of flowers and maybe the traditional Simnel Cake).
I'm enjoying this bunch of daffodils as they open and, of course, the greetings cards from the children and grandchildren.
I'm also enjoying the flowers that our local daughter organised on behalf of herself and the other children and their families that live too far away to visit. (Mr P and I are looking forward to seeing them all during the Easter holiday).
In the afternoon our daughter took us and our grandson for a drive to Wentworth Village which we haven't been to for a while. It made a change from our normal outings.
Wentworth Parish Church
Yesterday it was much cloudier and colder which is only to be expected as normal for this time of the year.