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<\/a><\/p>\nNo donkeys for me today, even though it’s Palm Sunday. But many more lambs in the fields. I hear them behind the hedges. Some even rush up to me at the gates, while others run away.
\nIt’s a grey, windy day and even after a couple of miles I was quite cold. An early soup break at the White Hart in Holsworthy was ideal. Also because this was where Bob stayed on his End to End 16 years go, although he got here in 6 days. Today is day 13 of my walk.<\/p>\n
I was walking faster, due to the cold wind I think, but a regular pace is relaxing. I passed several churches and chapels as usual. Some of the chapels have been converted into homes, but this is great recycling. Better to have a cosy well used home than an empty decaying chapel.<\/p>\n St Peter’s Church Thornbury has been there since the 12th century and still has a congregation in a shared benefice. Rural churches face many challenges. On the green at Woodacott, an invitation to Easter Pizza. I do wonder what that might be. From Psalm 84<\/b> Prayer<\/b><\/p>\n Creator, may your house be a sound and safe place to build a community: JAL 14.04.2019 All in the April evening, April airs were abroad, I saw the sheep with the lambs And thought on the Lamb of God Katharine Tynan Hinkson (1861\u20131931) No donkeys for me today, even though it’s Palm Sunday. But many more lambs in the fields. I hear them behind the hedges. Some even rush up to … Continue reading “Walking in Devon”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-132","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=132"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":133,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132\/revisions\/133"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=132"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=132"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=132"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}<\/a>
\nThe Devonshire lanes are no less beautiful than the Cornish ones. The wonderful displays of Spring flowers continue with Primroses in every hedge and bluebells showing more colour now.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nThe last few miles past a wind turbine, larks singing, Swallows swooping. More lambs and bluebells: what more will this Holy Week bring?<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
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\nEven the sparrow has found a home,
\nand the swallow a nest for herself,
\nA place to raise her young,
\nA safe home in this holy place.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nA place that, like a launch pad, sets us on the journey, keeps us in your orbit.
\nCompanion Christ, may we keep in step with you
\nWhen crowds shout out or on the silent path:
\nA way that is truly living.
\nHoly Spirit, in this week of weeks,
\nAnimate our prayers and actions:
\nMay we be wholly yours.<\/i><\/p>\n
\nDay 13 of the End to End from Yeomadon to Gidcot Mill via the White Hart at Holsworthy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"