Pilgrimage

I was lucky enough to have a free day in Atlanta (as previously mentioned here). So I took a spiritual journey.



I went to the Episcopal church.




I went to the Methodist church.




I went to the yarn church.




At the last one I stayed for some private devotions.




The altar of Noro inspired particular worship.




Such a beautiful place truly makes you feel close to yarn.




When I left, as that old song says, without a doubt I knew that I had been revived.