Another morning of low clouds and mistiness…
And the wall-mounted foxgloves have now burnt most of the way up the flower-spike…
After two and a half days of thunderstorms popping up a few miles to the west, we had our own last night. The rain didn’t go on for very long, fortunately, because there might have been quite a lot if it had.
Not everyone has the privilege of gazing at the sky all the time. Some folks have to keep the world going.
We thank you God
for people who do the work
that’s essential to life.
Often it’s hard work,
sometimes it’s dangerous, or unpleasant,
unwanted, or underpaid.
We honour them,
and ask that they will always
get fair treatment.