Thy Sun Shall No More Go Down

St Conan's Church

It's set close to the main road towards Oban.

The front of the church though, looks over the loch.

Somebody put a nice chair to admire the view.

And a lovely view out over Loch Awe.

The wee tea room, which we may, or may not, explore next time.

Looking out over the water.

The mainline rail link, tucked in the trees, at water level.

You can see that the heatwave in the rest of the GB, didn't really get here.

It was raining.

These sloping stone structures are techincally, gutters.

St Conan himself. More about him later.

Close up of the gutter.

These are on either side of the front door.

Stairway to nowhere.

distances to places of interest.

No starbucks. No costa.

The sun was trying hard.

It was 40 degrees in London.

One of the many stained glass windows.

Cheeky wee waterspout thingy.

Do you get the feeling the church isn't as old as it looks?

Again, modern or well restored?

Here's what the flagstones read on the front steps.

The view.

This looks like the place where newlyweds get their photos taken.

A sundial. It said the time was about 1677. AD.

I really liked these feature gutters.

And strange wee animal heads over the door.

Possums? Opossums? Haggis?

Wee Birdies?

More next week.

Including the cakes.

Caro