A spectator afoot the glittering pavement…
…as the annual procession of light and sound wends its merry way through a Devon village. 4th. November 2017.
Here in Devon – November heralds that time of year when torchlight processions take to the streets – as local people come out in a show of togetherness and time-honoured tradition – to shake a fist at the quickening nights and long, cold Winter months ahead…
One of my simple remedies to combat the enveloping darkness – is to go in search of shafts of light through multicoloured glass…
With a visit to the Church of St James – Iddesleigh. Saturday – 4th. November 2017.
On a cold day like yesterday – the temperature inside was almost as invigorating as it was outside – yet the atmosphere was warm still with the memory of all those that have worshipped at St James for centuries to the present day – it was like they had all just popped out!
Everything was immaculate, gleaming – loved. 
The ‘Narnia’ lamp post on the corner of St James.
St. James stands in an enviable position – upon a windswept corner plot that looks towards Dartmoor in the distance. Its position alone makes it a favourite place to visit – but nevermore memorable than on this blowy November afternoon; low Sun through old glass is magical.
The Dartmoor Window – St James Iddesleigh.
For me – St James’ leading light is a stained glass window to the right of the altar – which is after William Holman Hunt’s ‘The Light of the World’.
A stained glass window after my favourite painting…
Adoration of the original painting in Keble College Chapel – Oxford.
The colours of ‘The Light of the World’ warming cold stone.
Their beauty, intricacy and everlasting clarity and depth of colour – spaketh volumes above the internal silence of the church…
Under three hares…
Through the keyhole…
Over timeworn cobbles…
Back out through the porch – and down a step into the Glory of the Great Outdoors.
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“Better to light a candle than curse the darkness.”