Basilica di San Fedele — #ThursdayDoors

This was inside a quaint little church in Como, Italy; Basilica di San Fedele.


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St Martin Parish Church – #ThursdayDoors

I have more than just door photos this week. The interior of St Martin Parish Church in Garmisch-Partenkirchen is too beautiful not to share. I walked through it with my mouth open when I visited a few weeks ago.

I’d better credit Stephen for this photo! He fancies himself as a spectacular photographer!
(I might just go ahead and hire him! 🙃)

And I have a little history to tell as well.

Early in the 18th century the old St Martin Parish Church had become too small. The residents of Garmisch decided, together with their pastor, Marquad Schmid, to construct a new church to be located in the new urban centre. They chose the location of Niklasanger and tore down a church that was already situated there.

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Santander with Alice – #ThursdayDoors

Alice, a foreign exchange student from Spain, came to live with us for four months in 2021. She and my daughter, who was only ten at the time, became very close friends.

We visited Alice in Santander last year. She and her family were very good to us while we were there. They took us sightseeing in between visits to their favourite Spanish restaurants. They spoiled us, actually!

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St Patrick’s Church – #ThursdayDoors

A random walkabout in Newport Co Mayo led me to this fine building, St Patrick’s Church.

It was built in 1914-8 and opened in 1918.

There’s nothing quite like the smell inside a church; old, smoky, woody, sweet. The scent in St Patrick’s seems more raw than the usual churchy smells. There’s no fresh paint or furniture polish masking the alluring scent of old wood and stale Myrrh and frankincense.

Do smells echo in high-ceilinged churches? I feel like they do.

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