“Hello Father George! Frances said today is chicken soup Gospel day. Hope you are feeling better. First Lenten Rose.” That’s from elsewhere in NC from old friends.
And that flower will be joined soon by other like minded souls. The Sunday after next is Septuagesima Sunday. Explain that to me and get the blue star award if I knew how to make that appear in comments. I’m going back to bed. Still sick. A Lenten Rose for your, Mary.
Oh… Anyone know what chicken soup Gospel day is?
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ARISE! LET US BE GOING! 
Healing of Jairus’ Daughter, I think. Jesus told the parents to give her something to eat, and as she had a “Jewish mother”, chicken soup is a good possibility!
Well, she is a Polish Yiddish speaker of sorts.
In the old calendar, they had a time of pre-Lent, a preparation for Lent. Septuagesima is the Sunday that was 70 days before Easter, Sexagesima was 60 days before Easter, Quinquagesima was 50 days before Easter. I hope you are feeling better Father and thank you for the beautiful photo on this feast day of St. Brigid of Ireland and first day of Spring (in Ireland).
But it’s only a week, not ten days each time, right?
I think you’re right, Father!
It’s beginning to look like a “laugh-a-line” with this Pontiff – only I’m not laughing. I’m joyful, just not happy.
That’s Mrs FrancEs not Pope FrancIs!!!
“FrancEs”
As Homer Simpson says, D’oh!!