Green memories

The warm stone and brick facade of St. Francis Xavier’s Cathedral contrasted against an ominous sky caught my eye during a recent visit to Adelaide, South Australia.

Once darkness had fallen the road washed with green light in front of the Cathedral reminded me of two hymns from my childhood:

There is a green hill far away
Jerusalem by William Blake

The first filled me with sadness, in contrast, I always enjoyed belting out the second, have I mentioned I was a chorister until my voice broke?