I don't think that contemplation is my strongest suit. Today in church we were asked to sit in complete silence for just one minute and listen to God speaking to us; we were also told to keep a count on our fingers of the number of ordinary thoughts, worries, distractions etc. which wandered across our minds during that minute.
Leaving aside the persistant bleep of a reversing farm vehicle which must surely have intruded on everyone's contemplation, my score was nil. Sadly it was also nil on success in listening, because my mind went straight into lambs and kittens mode and stayed there: all very pink and fluffy, but not I think the voice of God.
This picture is borrowed from someone else - thanks.
On Friday night I found that I was awake at about three o'clock so I thought that I would photograph the dawn of the summer solstice. It was a beautiful dawn, but the battery on my camera was flat. I set the battery to charge and promised myself that I would at least photograph the sunset - it was a nasty, cold, grey day and there was no sunset to photograph.
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Such is life!