Worcester. We toured from Stourport today, after a morning of domestic chores (water, fuel, food, and a little lumber from the hardwood store). It was a glorious fall day, with just a cool breeze to mar the blue skies and warm sunshine. The river is pretty, with red sandstone cliffs. We arrived in Worcester at about 1530h, moored on the river after a walk into Diglis basin showed that up 2 locks and crammed in with many others probably wasn’t worth the effort just to avoid the wind.
sandstone cliff houses near Kinver
an Heron ready to grab an elusive fish. There are many along the canals
Worcester Cathedral
a friendly and insistent swan
autumn: the leaves here are falling fast, but some remind us of Canada
the west window of the cathedral, with the sun behind, making the while thing glow
We walked into Worcester to visit the famous cathedral, and the light was perfect for great pics. We were also ‘adopted’ by several of the hundreds of swans that are resident here in the city center. They are so ‘boat aware’ that they reach up and watch through the windows for signs of people, and the possibility of a handout. Kerry took some amazing pics of one who really wanted us to notice him and he showed off for several minutes, cm from us.
The cathedral is spectacular, but even better was the chance to attend evensong. The resident male choir sang: plainsong, Tallis and a very moving setting for the service. Evensong in the traditional English way never fails to move me, and this service was particularly good. No organ (the main old pipe organ is out of commission and they have a Rogers digital substitute…), but the choristers didn’t need that clutter. A great way to end the day.
