Garden peace

After a sunny afternoon walking (and possible getting a bit too hot), and hiding in a cafe with asparagus soup and Sachertorte to recover, a walk in Vienna brings you to this

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and this

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and this (flute and violin duo doing Michael Jackson hits just out of sight)

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and then this.

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Instant peace.

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Volksgarten and Burggarten, Vienna June 2017.

Candlemas

 

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A lovely feast, poised exactly between the winter and spring solstices, and a time of hope. It is also 40 days after Christmas, and is therefore the mirror feast of Pentecost, in this case for the presentation of Christ in the Temple (the prophetic word arriving in the sanctuary), rather than the flaming Spirit descending on earth (God’s revelation shared with and through us all).

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These photos were taken in the dark of the week before Christmas, in Salisbury Cathedral. The installation of giant paper peonies and roses was suspended behind the high altar in a candlelit space, lavender oil scenting the air, and above duvets and pillows laid out so that visitors could rest and look at the ceiling. It is one of the most magical and peaceful things I’ve seen, and again had a dual twist of blossom/snowfall and the spirit at Pentecost.

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All photos by me, December 2016.

Guilia Balletti

A recent Instagram discovery, I raced through Guilia’s feed, taking these screenshots which are perfect for the mood at this time of year. The foggy canal especially reminds me of a walk I took on an eerily quiet New Year’s Eve.

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All images, and many more, to be found here.

Herdwick ahoy

 

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The Herdwick Shepherd’s twitter feed has far better photos than these, but here’s a taster of how hypnotic his photos are.

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A quick look at these on the Tube and I feel my blood pressure sink, in direct proportion to my rising thankfulness that I wasn’t out at 4am tending the sheep.