Misty

Holy Trinity Church looms through the mist on its hill at the foot of the Bishop's Glen. It was more like an October morning as we made our way to church today, but by the time we emerged the mist had gone, replaced by the usual hill fog and rain. However, I felt that the place took on a new aspect in the mist - one that was soon dispelled in the usual business of assembling for the Eucharist.

I did take a photo of the six-fingered angel in the mist, though...