1 Well, about 0615, at which time I was making my way to the Abbey church, there to join the monks and the others at Mattins. There was a bright, bright star just over half-way between the southern horizon and the top of the sky, A quarter- or eighth-crescent moon lay below the star. The rest of the sky was clear. What a picture, what a presentation. Of course, I stopped (and so did others). I, we, looked heavenwards. And the configuration was there to be admired as I and they returned.
1.1 Ah, if I could but imprint the picture; if you could imprint the picture of the private bay beyond the cave; if we had the easy ability to capture what otherwise requires a wide-angle lens. I know I have seen that star and that moon. I will tell you again that I have; I will tell others; as I tell I will have something of a picture in my mind, but the picture in my mind, the imprint, a partial reflection of what I saw, will fade. In the telling, I will not be able to convey the impact of the heavenly picture. It was a show, and I could have applauded. Author, author!
2 The retreat is going well. It's doing the business. It's providing me with the opportunity of following the Offices, of doing so yesterday evening and all day today. Amiable company. Amiable discussions.
3 There has been no call to use the key to the filing cabinet in the Lighthouse, where, I gather, there are some papers which belong to the EG and District Credit Union, Ltd.
L'hommeenretraite
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Even if you had taken a photograph the impression to the viewer would not have the same impact.
More to report on my final day tomorrow. Just returned to the city - tired by content with the trip.
The returning
I do hope you are not keeping the joys of the Credit Union Papers for my return. I was expecting everything to have been done and dusted.
Escapee
Alas, alas. I have been conscious of little or no office activity in the credit union. I don't know whether there was a collection last Saturday.
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