Saturday, November 5, 2016

Cornwall, Day 35 (In Between)

Yes, this was actually, surprisingly Cornwall yesterday. It does happen sometimes during the month of November, in between the torrential rains.

We walked through this sunshine for a couple of hours, with only a drop or two from above. It's like that here in the southwest of England - whenever the sun comes out everybody grabs their Wellies and rain gear and lunges for the door. One must catch each ray while it lasts! We had no Wellies, but snuggled up as cozily as we could in our jackets and hoods. 

We had climbed aboard the train to St Erth to start our walk, and sat down where we could eyeball the house where Rosamunde Pilcher had grown up. I always eyeball it, no matter how many times I have already. It is iconic.

We hadn't heard much about the American election these past couple of days, until the train conductor came and sat down with us. He is a very busy man but when he heard our voices, he came straight over. "What do you think about your election?" he asked, with keen interest. "I mean, what do you think might happen?"

No matter how hard you try, you really can't answer that question, can you? It's impossible! All I know is that one election does not a disaster make, not when you think of  all the things in life that really matter. And besides, when it comes to what 'might' happen, we are under orders:

“If it is possible, as far as it depends upon you, live peaceably with all men.” (Romans 12:18)

I was just thinking of this, and of how no matter who it is that wins, they are to be lived peaceably with - when the train whistle blew, and our conductor had to dash. "Nice to meet you!" he said with a wave. "Have a good day!"

He really was a very nice, very kind man. Someone whom we would find easy to live peaceably with. But what about those who could be a bit more troublesome..?

Perhaps we need the practice. 

See you along the Way!

the SconeLady

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