Last night I frittered away the gift of an extra hour's sleep with the clocks reverting to GMT working on my novel in bed. I woke up at first light. The sky was clear, a beautiful pale blue, with a single planet Venus visible above the horizon. I looked away for a minute and when I returned to the view, a flimsy layer of dark cloud was traveling from west to east over the rooftops. Amazingly, Venus could be seen shining through.
When I got up at eight, the sun was shining brightly in a sky decorated with small clouds. Sadly, no church because of lock-down today, so I listened to the Radio Four broadcast for Bible Sunday, a service of the Word from St Martin in the Fields, with the Vicar Sam Wells, a Thought for the Day regular, preaching an fine meditative sermon to suit the occasion, Anglican chants and traditional hymns appropriate to the day. Surprisingly, he worked almost entirely from Exodus 3.1-15 and didn't use the Common Lectionary texts. It was beautifully done.
After breakfast, we watched Mother Frances celebrate the Parish Eucharist at the Rectory, and sang along with the hymns and Ordinary of the Mass. The service ended early enough to allow time for an hour and a half's walk before lunch. The weather forecast was for rain within the hour. Cloud built up ominously but no rain fell. In fact, it didn't rain for the rest of the day. The clouds went away at sunset leaving the moon to rise in a clear sky. That made a change from being rained upon and getting soaked unexpectedly.
I went to bed early to watch the political crime thriller 'Roadkill' on BBC iPlayer as Clare preferred to watch interviews with former Abba members on another channel at the same time. Then an hour's work on my novel before surrendering to sleep.
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