They make beer there. We toured the plant - so much shiny stainless steel!
But, the grounds.
How do they do that?
I recently felt like going through all the Brother Cadfael mysteries again, and just finished "A Morbid Taste for Bones". I could picture him here.
This is where they have chapter. I want my house to look like this.
Nearby is the chapel and we went in. A small, dark area, someone playing the organ. Just four or five pews, not more than fifteen feet long. I sat in the back one - near the blue blue windows, looking out on the green green summer day.
Everything about the place was just sublime to me.
The Lord said to Abram, Go forth from the land of your kinsfolk and from your father's house to a land that I will show you.
- Genesis 12:1
We're in the middle of a cyclone, said the old monk as I watched him and most of the community at dusk, as sheet upon sheet of rain marched toward the refectory windows...All became heavy and still. Lightning took out the monastery phones. (A blessing, said one monk. Peace at last.)
- Dakota, Kathleen Norris