Walkhampton December 2015

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That’s how to cope

At a very thoughtful meeting of the College of Canons in Exeter Cathedral yesterday I asked if I could take a photo of Ven. Clive Cohen’s Cope. Clive was an Archdeacon in Cornwall. His Cope is firmly rooted in that Cornish setting and is an image of death and resurrection. The old mines may have died (firmly in the brown landscape) but Cornish life continues to be resurrected (note the change to landscape colour to green). ‘Behold I will make all things new’ – and in the image ‘the new’ is to be found in the Eden Project.

It is a fantastic symbol of resurrection life.

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Leaving behind the familiar

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Day one of my Thika Trip.

As I leave home I am conscious of leaving behind the familiar – literally my family and all I know.

Thika awaits, but not before a long journey via car, train, plane and an unknown pick up once our small group arrives at Nairobi Airport. I am sure a fantastic welcome awaits us in Thika and it looks like day one of the programme when we arrive is a gentle breaking in with our host families before we set off on a breathtaking tour of churches and projects.

Jesus replied, “No one who puts a hand to the plough and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God.” (Luke 9.62)

Funny how these verses pop into one’s head uninvited but it does offer a gentle reminder that we all press on in our life in Christ, not looking back on past successes or failures, but pressing on with our calling wherever that takes us.

 

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A Comma, not a full stop…

So… I see a butterfly that I don’t recognise immediately – not that I am any good at recognising anything other than a Red Admiral or a Tortoiseshell at a push, and I photograph it. I rush indoors to get a book out to identify it to find it is a “Comma” and that it is “common”. Who says it’s “common”? Perhaps I am simply not looking in the right places at the right times?

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Great singing in Tanzanian Schools

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BBQ barometer

Thinking about getting the BBQ out for the weekend was bound to make it rain…success…Perhaps England need me at Lord’s to help with the cricket…

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Memories

 

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Sometimes I am struck by something on the Moor and I photograph it. I then reflect on what I see.

This bench, overlooking Burrator Reservoir, has been placed here in memory of someone who has died. Over time people sitting on the bench have eroded and moulded the ground, no doubt as they have formed their own memories in this beautiful spot. I am reminded that “from dust we are formed and to dust we shall return”.

I like the economy of the Haiku form and I hope you do too.

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s’no fun

I admit I don’t like snow and ice all that much. Probably because I still remember breaking my arm sliding on snow and ice in the playground of my primary school. All my fault of course, but I’ve never felt that steady on my feet with even the thought of ice about.

Anyway, I still enjoy the beauty of a snow filled landscape even if I think it’s “s’no fun”.

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Dartmoor Streams, Dartmoor Dreams…

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For me there is something very relaxing about watching a Dartmoor Stream cascade by… while the Springer Spaniel zooms around walking herself…

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Christmas Greetings

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To all my friends across the world – Christmas greetings!

To us is born a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord,

and all the heavenly hosts now sing.

Glory to God in the highest.

 

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