(photo taken at the community of the 'piccoli sorreli' in Rome last Christmas.)
Thursday, 24 December 2009
Sunday, 8 November 2009
Saturday, 7 November 2009
Thursday, 5 November 2009
Pink Clouds and Orange Moons
Morning clouds as fluffy and pink as cotton candy and a round orange moon rising over Mull at 6pm this evening; a bonfire on the beach with colourful fireworks-- all colours so amazing I lack photos and instead post this picture from the nunnery of white clouds and winter trees.
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Tuesday, 3 November 2009
November Skies
Bright sun against a steel gray sky is always dramatic, especially when the pink granite of the Abbey comes to life. This photo was taken from in front of the post office this afternoon after mailing a package home.
Monday, 2 November 2009
Mull
My favourite view of Mull from Iona. Never the same, some days hidden in mist and other days two dramatic waterfalls are clearly visible.
Sunday, 1 November 2009
Friday, 30 October 2009
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
Writing in Sand
Carve your blessings in stone.
May the winds of forgiveness erase the hurt,
But always remember what you have carved in stone.
(from a story about the sands of forgiveness by an unknown author)
Monday, 26 October 2009
Sunday, 25 October 2009
Windswept Isle
tiny and remote
yet more alive
than any city
vibrant
with life
everchanging
renewing
engaging
challenging all
Saturday, 24 October 2009
Friday, 23 October 2009
Thursday, 22 October 2009
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
Monday, 19 October 2009
Just Because
A favourite photo taken before the summer...The view over to Mull from the beach I walk to almost every day.
Sunday, 18 October 2009
Friday, 16 October 2009
Thursday, 15 October 2009
Hill of the Angels
One of the stops along the road pilgrimage today. The story goes that on this little hill Columba was seen praying by one of the monks and he was surrounded by angels.
The Watching Place
A favourite place for children to explore in Iona Abbey is this tiny room up a narrow stairway. A chair inside looks out a window to the west so the monks could welcome pilgrims coming to the Abbey. Hospitality was important to the Benedictines in the thirteenth century, just as it is to the Iona Community today.
A challenging book called Radical Hospitality, Daniel Homan, o.s.b. and Lonni Collins Pratt explore what hospitality means in today's world of fear. "I was a stranger and you welcomed me" Mt.25:40
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
Looking Back...
As the season draws to an end, I look at photos taken in months past and remember the ever changing scenery, as well as people who have come and gone: guests, co-workers and visitors.
The 'white house' above is apparently a holiday home, a reminder of the constant coming and going of people on this tiny island.
Monday, 12 October 2009
Sunday, 11 October 2009
Saturday, 10 October 2009
Thursday, 8 October 2009
Wind and Wave
Today is another 'weather day' of winds and waves...but the ferry is still managing to make it across so our fruit and vegetable delivery arrived on time. Island life in the autumn is full of unpredictability.
Monday, 5 October 2009
On the Beach....
On the beach again...I still don't know the name of this stretch of beach on the east side of Iona at the south end of the road. It was the first beach where I found the tiny pink cowrie shells. On the map, this beach is between the "Little Port of Sliginach" and the "Port at the End of the Enclosure." The "Hill of the River Mouth" and the"Hill of the Well" are to the west of this beach. The names of all the small hills and bays on Iona are fascinating!
Sunday, 4 October 2009
Saturday, 3 October 2009
No Ferry Today!
Afternoon in the village. No ferry made it to Iona today because of the high winds and the big ferry did not even sail from Oban to Mull all day!
...I stood on a rock on the beach taking photos and was almost knocked over by an unexpected gust of wind! The sunshine between the few showers was spectacular though.
...I stood on a rock on the beach taking photos and was almost knocked over by an unexpected gust of wind! The sunshine between the few showers was spectacular though.
Friday, 2 October 2009
Freya
A beautiful wooden boat, built 40 years ago in Orkney, now sails around Iona and has been as far as Ireland. See http://www.ionaboattrips.com/
Freya is usually anchored here in front of the village on Iona, but with the 53 mph winds predicted for tomorrow, she is safely moored in the bull hole for the night.