Time does not move at the same pace in all circumstances: 3 days of Synod are the equivalent of 3 weeks of ordinary time. Part of the problem is that Anglicans love to talk, especially when they have nothing to say.
So I was very glad for a break: this afternoon we drove down the coast to Peggy’s Cove. What I didn’t know was that the Anglican Synod had moved to Exhibition Park – not far from Peggy’s Cove – for their afternoon shindig. Consequently, the closer we got to Peggy’s Cove, the denser the fog became until, by the time we arrived, we could barely see anything. Then the rain started.
The theme for Synod is nautical “Feeling the Winds of God: Charting a New Course”, so each day begins with the sound of a ship’s horn; at least, I thought that’s what it was. Now I realise it’s a foghorn.
Even in the fog, which would you rather look at, this:
Or this:
Ah the water, of course – and across the sea to Ol’ Blighty – at least I assume she’s somewhere East of there – – –
Fog is pretty nice – unless you’re driving. It hides a lot of the ‘harsh corners’ on the view.
Did the fog move INTO Exhibition Park?
There wasn’t too much fog (the photo was taken well before we got to Peggy’s Cove) until we reached Exhibition Park. Then it was rather dense.
I’m not sure whether what was going on in Exhibition Park was generating it or attracting it.
well fog is usually generated by cold air……not hot air. Perhaps and inversion?
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I now in part, then shall I know fully, even as I am fully known.-1 Corinthians 13:12
(refered to from David J at an Alpha Course some time ago!)