not the last supper

We gathered together en mass (but not at one) to celebrate the springtime with fiddlehead ferns (and a certain amount of fiddlefaddle). I was not suggesting that I was moved by the spirit (actually, maybe I was): This photo was posed by another.
No transubstantiation occurred. That I know of. And a week or so later, I'm planning more suppers. Pardon my profanity (aka blasphemy).