The Feast of the Epiphany and lunch with good friends in the Mournes. Eliot comes too, of course!
He does find unusual places to play ... including the back of a flower bed in the conservatory! Poor squashed plants.
Next morning, Sunday, we had a beautiful unaccompanied processional hymn! The choir is so good - I just love to listen to them.
Thank you, O Lord, of earth and heaven,
thank you for all your love has planned;
thank you for food and daily blessings,
gifts from your ever-gracious hand.
Church Hymnal number 371
James E Seddon (1915-83)