This morning I joined a team of bakers in the church kitchen to make communion bread, called Prosphora in the Orthodox Church. Prosphora is Greek for "that which is offered." We were making three sizes of bread loaves today. All the many services around Pascha mean that we need to have a good supply ready in the freezer.
Each loaf, large or small, is made in two parts, which are joined top to bottom and baked together to show the unity of the human and divine natures of Christ.
Here they are rising under towels, with icons of famous monastic Prosphora bakers in the background.
We don't make much use of knives in our baking, but I always like to look at this interesting collection.
Going into the oven...
...and a spread of little baked loaves.
Today it was my job to make some larger loaves, called "lambs." While they were cooling, I went out into the garden and sat on a bench to eat my lunch.
With all the rain and our sicknesses and remodeling, I have begun to miss my gardens. At church, I worried that if I ever did get back to tending the plants, the rosebushes and lilies might cry out, "Who is this stranger?"
That didn't happen. Before putting away the bread I pulled weeds for an hour, and everyone seemed to like the TLC. This succulent even showed me its darling blossoms.