Monday, 31 May 2010
Sunday, 30 May 2010
Saturday, 29 May 2010
A full set of eggs today. Hope you appreciate that one of the hens even writes the date on her eggs!
Had a barbecue this evening, in between the showers. We were glad of the chiminea with the warming fire. Lemon meringue pie (made with fresh eggs) for pudding.
Thursday, 27 May 2010
Christ Be Our Light
Longing for light, we wait in darkness.
Longing for truth, we turn to you.
Make us your own, your holy people,
light for the world to see.
Christ, be our light! Shine in our hearts.
Shine through the darkness.
Christ, be our light!
Shine in your church gathered today.
Longing for peace, our world is troubled.
Longing for hope, many despair.
Your word alone has power to save us.
Make us your living voice.
Christ, be our light...
Longing for food, many are hungry.
Longing for water, many still thirst.
Make us your bread, broken for others,
shared until all are fed.
Christ, be our light...
Longing for shelter, many are homeless.
Longing for warmth, many are cold.
Make us your building, sheltering others,
walls made of living stone.
Christ, be our light...
Many the gifts, many the people,
many the hearts that yearn to belong.
Let us be servants to one another,
making your kingdom come.
Christ, be our light...
© Bernadette Farrell
Wednesday, 26 May 2010
While strolling round the gardens and enjoying the marvellous views across the lake, I appreciated the shade from the trees and the fact that it was slightly cooler than Monday. It was great to be able to appreciate the sweeping landscape with the variety of follys tucked in amongst the trees. At the same time I could see the minute details of individual plants. It made me think about parish ministry and how we constantly have to juggle holding together the bigger picture and at the same time keep focused on the detail. We need to be able to have a vision which encompasses the big picture but ensuring that the tiny details are not ignored. It can be easy to rush into something because the overarching vision is exciting but without the nuts and bolts needed to hold it all together the danger is everything will come crumbling down around us.
The flip side of this is that we pay too much attention to the details and forget what the larger focus is on. It can be hard at times to hold together lots of others as some want to jump in with both feet while others are cautiously dipping a toe in the water.
Saturday, 22 May 2010
Friday, 21 May 2010
Today I travelled to the Ammerdown Centre near Bath for a mosaic weekend. En route I stopped at Basildon Park, a National Trust property which was used for the location of the film of Pride & Prejudice. One of the rooms contained some of the design studies made by Graham Sutherland for his tapestry "Christ in Glory" which is in Coventry Cathedral - they were very moving. The house is surrounded by lots of parkland, at the moment the buttercups were rampant.
It's been a hot day; it reached 27 as I was driving down the M4 - thank goodness my car has air conditioning.
We spent some time this evening taking photos and sketching in the garden as we looked for inspiration for designs for our mosaics. I'm looking forward to finding out more about mosaics, their history & how to make them tomorrow. Hopefully by Sunday evening I'll have been able to create something...
Wednesday, 19 May 2010
From Child's Garden of Verses
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow--
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And he sometimes goes so little that there's none of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close behind me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
Tuesday, 18 May 2010
Monday, 17 May 2010
Sunday, 16 May 2010
Friday, 14 May 2010
I think its great visiting nephews - one asked why I have to go home on Monday and can't stay until the Monday the next week, another said to his Mum when asked if I looked like Daddy that I did but with fewer grey hairs; cue one happy Aunty Morag and one grumpy Daddy!
I visited the Aberdeen Art Gallery today. There is a variety of art on display from the traditional to the modern. I liked the piece "There Will Be No Miracles Here" by Nathan Coley – born Glasgow 1967
In this piece Coley addresses the ongoing conflict betweeen religious and state authorities, the conflicting systems of personal, social, religious and political belief through which we structure our lives.
One of their exhibitions was The new Pre-Raphaelites by Sunil Gupta, which was very moving. http://www.aagm.co.uk/Exhibitions/Current/Sunil-Gupta.aspx
There was also an exhibition by the Aberdeen Artists Society. There was a wide range of styles and media but some amazing quality. http://www.aagm.co.uk/Exhibitions/Current/Aberdeen-Artists-Society.aspx
Thursday, 13 May 2010
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
I have come to the borders
of the understanding. Instruct
me, God, whether to press
onward or to draw back.
To say I am a child
is a pretence at humility
that is unworthy of me.
Rather am I at one with those
minds, all of whose instruments
are beside the point of
their sharpness. I need a technique
other than that of physics
for registering the ubiquity
of your presence. A myriad prayers
are addressed to you in a thousand
languages and you decode
them all. Liberty for you
is freedom from our too human
senses, yet we die
when they nod. Call your horizons
in. Suffer the domestication
for a moment of the ferocities
you inhabit, a garden for us to refine
our ignorance in under the boughs of love.
Tuesday, 11 May 2010
Looking Glass - RS Thomas
There is a game I play
with a mirror, approaching
it when I am not there,
as though to take by surprise
the self that is my familiar. It
is in vain. Like one eternally
in ambush, fast or slow
as I may raise my head, it raises
its own, catching me in the act,
disarming me by acquaintance,
looking full into my face as often
as I try to look at it askance.
Monday, 10 May 2010
A fox sunning itself outside my study window this morning.
By contrast to all the noise at Gants Hill, Valentines Park was very peaceful.
Sunday, 9 May 2010
We've been through lots of experiences together - births, deaths & marriage. It's good to have friends whom you can be with without feeling you have to talk and explain things if you don't feel like it but equally who you can tell everything and know that you'll just be accepted and not judged.
These tangled laces made me think of friendship; how our lives are intertwined, yet still separate. At times friendships become very close and at other points we seem to move slightly apart - I saw this in the laces; the togetherness and the separateness.
We came across this cone whe we were walking back for coffee. The pavement had recently been relaid and when the tarmac was put down the cone wasn't moved so is now fixed in the middle of the pavement. It's a bit dark but it was late. Perhaps those who lay the tarmac aren't allowed to move cones, that's someone else's job.