Tomorrow, we celebrate Michaelmas on Dunoon Pier.
The splendid pier-building is well on it’s way to being a worship space (though it looks a bit more like an ad for IKEA right now), and my study is awash with props.
12 – 8 pm, at the pier. Just across the street from the highland dance competition, so Dunoon should be awash with prayer.
The cat has spoken: the season has turned.
This one’s for Edye. It’s been ages since I’ve offered a recipe, and the fabulous black pot she gave me has been waiting for autumn to turn.
lid on. Into a medium oven. Check and stir once in a while. When the squash is mostly cooked, uncover and turn up the oven to get the liquid to evaporate.
Now, what could I serve with this sweet-hot-sticky wonder if I had a dinner guest? (something dark green; but what? and what provides substance?)
Well, both congregations were remarkably willing (though Dunoon takes the prize for most competent group origami ever). Photos here, as per request.
wonderful exchange 