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SEC & Anglican Calendar of Prayer for August 2018 The Scottish Episcopal Church, The Most Revd Mark August 05 Strange, Primus and Bishop of Moray,Ross and Caithness The Church of the Province of South East Asia, The Most August 12 Revd Ng Moon Hing. Archbishop The Church of South India (United),The Most Revd Thomas August 19 Kanjirappally Oommen, Moderator The Anglican Church of Southern Africa, The Most Revd August 26 Thabo Makgoba, Archbishop Letter from a much healthier priest ☺ Somewhere in the Highlands Wouldn't it be nice to reclaim midsummer? It’s the time of year when for me it really hurts to be an urbanite. Summer’s a bad time to live in the city, what with nature calling you to get out in the fields, and your knowing the nearest you’ll get is your municipal park. But midsummer is worst of all. It’s the culmination of all the spring flowering, when nature is at its fullest, greenest, lushest and most vigorous, and the only hint you get is from other people’s front gardens. I got a glimpse of the real season when I walked on the shores of Loch Ness the other day and walked through meadows of knee-length grasses that looked like something from a Monet canvas. At times like this, I feel a bit like Mole at the beginning of The Wind in The Willows. All I want to do is down tools and go and play outside. Funnily enough, the calendar once revolved around precisely this sensation: the stirrings of midsummer. I’m not talking about ancient Britons doing stuff in stone circles, which contemporary pagans try to reimagine at Stonehenge and which the papers faithfully report as if it really were a re-enactment of what went on in 2,000 BC. The reality is that we honestly don’t know what exactly happened at midsummer in pagan times, although if 23,000 people want to celebrate by watching the sun rise, with braids in their hair, that’s great. But we do have a very good idea of what people did for the solstice only a few centuries ago, until the Reformation spoilt everything. And it all revolved around one feast in particular, that of St John the Baptist, on June 24, and especially the night before, the 23rd, the time of year when the sun stands still for a few days (the literal meaning of the word “solstice”). 3