home sweet home

The travelers have returned! Two full days on planes and in airports made the vision of our PDX transporters, Pete and Linsey, even more sweet. We feel successful, in that we accomplished the goal of experiencing The Iona Community to the full and broadening our world view. We were blessed with good health, good weather, reasonable walking ability (given my continuing ankle issues and Mauri’s recent knee surgery), and traveling mercies. A bonus result of sharing the adventure in the nearly continuous company of each other is the list of triggers, such a a double thumbs up with the word “fantastic” or “brilliant,” that acknowledge mutual understanding. We hope it lasts a long time.

So to milk the togetherness time for all it’s worth, we put the Bob on the E-bike and did our favorite Saturday morning thing: garage sales!

With our limited luggage capacity, we did very little souvenir shopping. So it seemed appropriate to purchase a couple of souvenirs when they appeared at a couple of sales.

One souvenir I purchased in London out of necessity; I had solved all the sudoku puzzles I took with me…

(note my strategically placed thumb covering the level of difficulty—beginner)

And here’s the one I’ll keep for posterity…

Any other temptation to purchase a memory was satisfied with pixels.

Toast is part of every British breakfast and served (cold) on a metal rack.

It seems rather incongruous.

As we went along I posted the majority of favorite pictures, but, begging your indulgence, I will add these “few” more, out of any context or order.

Sanford, a fellow Iona attender, sent us these two shots.

He caught this reminder of the “guest concert,” where Mauri and I sang “If Pigs Had Wings” and “Sing a Different Song,” an Iona tune we learned a bunch of years back.

There we are dining with new friends Jane, Sue, and Chris in the refectory.

I like Mauri’s telephoto shot of Big Ben.

A rare picture of me not taking a picture. Waiting for a bus, hardly rare!

Scotland’s version of a Goodwill store.

Mauri, ever the critter observer, kept looking (and listening) until he found a thrush feasting on a snail. Enjoy his series:

Mailing a postcard to my sister resulted in this great “please mind your head” shot.

Mauri had to nearly stand on his head to get this one.

Yogi Berra said, “You can observe a lot just by watching.” I’m forever watching people and sometimes observe a lot more than I want to see!

Old churches dot the British landscape, all with connecting graveyards.

We observed more than one defunct umbrella, and could understand, given the windstorm we drove through.

Didn’t I say that a man’s work is never done?

This picture might make my favorites collection.

Ridgely, this one’s for you.

I’ve wanted to tell you about Ines, an Iona volunteer from Germany. She is in charge of housekeeping but also works in the kitchen and also leads worship and various other tasks. It’s definitely a community effort and each volunteer is trained in all aspects to keeps things running smoothly.

Mauri did what was necessary to keep our gadgets charged and operational.

I think this shot would make a good puzzle. See the sheep camouflaged in the rocks?

And that about does it. Thanks to all who journeyed with us through this blog and for your comments as well. It added an element of joy we can’t explain but will always appreciate.

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4 Responses to home sweet home

  1. amy says:

    welcome home neighbors!

  2. LizW says:

    Yay! Thanks for taking me along – I thoroughly enjoyed traveling with you 🙂 Welcome back!

  3. Walt says:

    Glad you’re back, but I’m going to miss the photos! What Liz said: Thanks for taking us along.

  4. JeanineS says:

    Welcome home! Sounds like you had a “brilliant” trip.

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