Almost Home

The week on Iona is behind us -- a week of community (which some of us -- ahem -- experienced differently than others), of pilgrimmage, of moving worship among centuries old stone, of ceilidh dancing and late nights in the pub, of sheep baa-aaa-ing and cows munching on lilies just outside the window at sunrise, of terns and oystercatchers and gannets, of conversation on the sand and over the dishes, and of new friends from Scotland.

In Glasgow for one last day, where I have visited the cathedral and -- wonder of wonders -- found a FABULOUS cemetery and therefore taken many more photographs of many more Celtic crosses than I had planned.

I have no idea how many new images I have collected but they must number well into the hundreds. I'm thinking I may need a new blog just for the photos of July.

Back home tomorrow and in a few days I'll start writing about this trip.