O God, who dwelleth not only in the temples made with hands, but also in such peaceful retreats as this place; help us as we daily look out upon its beauty to know that Thou are near. May the hills and the river, the trees and the verdant meadows, and all the glories of Thy handiwork, be unto us as gates whereby we may enter the vast temple of Thy Presence and think quiet and compelling thoughts of Thee. We ask this through Him Who was conscious of Thy Presence in Temple and hillside, Jesus Christ, Thy Son our Lord, Amen
And because this the Collect for the Blessing of the Hounds–a photo of my grand dog, Lyra. Okay, she’s not a hound, but a shepherd, which somehow seems more apropos for a Sunday.