An Episcopal visitation ...

Sounds very grand, does it not? In reality, it was time for +Keith to visit his Dunoon flock and, by chance or whatever, it coincided with our rector's holiday so while he's away in the mountains the bishop held the fort and took the service. It's always slightly discombobulating when you have someone unaccustomed to the charge's little ways, but as I told the bishop the organist would sort him out and in the end the chief problem was the over-loud amplification. I hate microphones in church ...

There was some lively chat after the service - one of Himself's very first pupils in the school band all these years ago when we came here was at the service, along with her aunt who was visiting from Kuala Lumpur; the FP turned out to have become a C of E vicar; we all ended up talking animatedly about the way religious faith might - or might not - be shared with others. Discussions like that are surprisingly rare after church services, and rather engaging when they occur. The main collage - note the Episcopal purple borders - shows +Keith processing out at the end of the service and heading for his car outside afterwards.

The rest of the day was taken up by having friend Di down for coffee and catch-up after her holidays, and by later going for a walk down at Ardyne, where we were treated to the sight and sound of a large flock of Canada Geese taking off from a field and circling noisily above us and down to the shore. But my extra photo is of the other end of the day, as the sun rose into the cloud and drizzle of the early morning and I abandoned my morning tea to get out of bed and hang out of the window. A friend suggested the resulting photo resembled a Turner seascape; I didn't put it as the main photo because I'm always inviting you to hang out of that window and I fear lest you all become bored ...