The Gris (Museum and Inn) and on a different subject, A Rant

 

Feb. 27, 2022

Yesterday I went to the Florence Griswold Museum in Old Lyme.  There is an exhibition of needlework from the late 18^th and early 19^th centuries.  Quilted petticoats and bed rugs with incredible stitching and beautiful scenes.  It is amazing that this was done by hand and these pieces have survived the intervening years.  The colors are still there, in many cases, quite vibrant.  The stitching alone is amazing, hand-done and in one case, 18 stitches per inch!

 

So, not only was it fascinating and beautiful, but I was there with three of my dearest friends.   They always make these expeditions even more special.  Once we went through it all, we went over to Essex to the Griswold Inn.  I think I was there MANY years ago, but this place has been around since the 1800’s at least.  Probably 1700’s!  The food was excellent, the fire was beautiful and warm and we had a marvelous time.  Yay for yesterday!

 

Stop now if you don’t want to read my rant.

This morning, as I do on Sunday mornings I watched mass on tv.  The archbishop was the celebrant.  There was nothing special about it, but Wednesday starts Lent.  So at the homily, we got a little about that and a lot about the Archbishop’s Annual Appeal.  (please send money)  Several minutes in fact.  Not one word about the war in Ukraine.  So, maybe he’ll say something at the end of mass…  Nope, Not One Word. 

It takes less than FIVE Seconds to say “Please pray for the people of the Ukraine.”  He couldn’t even spare that?  But Several Minutes asking us to send money.  I’m embarrassed, ashamed and angry.  This “Vicar of Christ” fails on so many levels, but this latest omission is beyond the pale.  There is no excuse.  NONE. 

Rant over.

For now.

And BTW, Please, Please pray for the people of the Ukraine.