Churches of Lunenburg

30 01 2010

I have mentioned St John’s Anglican Church several times in my Blog, mainly because we love to visit this Church when concerts are held there. I also gave some links to it and the history of its rebuilding after the fire in 2001, in my December 2008 Blog. This Church is in the centre of Lunenburg and we walk past it most days. It is a great landmark and I can’t imagine how the locals felt when it was destroyed.

Other local landmarks are the three Churches at Mahone Bay. Photos of these three churches, that stand at the edge of the water are common on postcards and posters of the town.

Two of these churches are painted white, whilst the third is a sort of mustard yellow.

White painted wood, with black roofs is pretty much the norm for churches here in Nova Scotia. But bell towers and spires vary and would depend on which part of Europe the immigrants came from.

It is difficult to photograph these churches without these blasted wired getting in the way!

And again ———!

These stained glass windows are quite simple, but pretty, with the flowers

and fish.

As people settled in Nova Scotia, they built their church, as it had been in their homeland. So, there are Roman Catholic, Presbyterian, Anglican, Baptist, Evangelical, Methodist,and Lutheran churches. There is even a Zion Evangelical Lutheran Church in Lunenburg! In many places there is a United Church, but often there are different services – Baptist at one service, then Anglican later.

This church has an unusual bell tower on the top.

And I thought this was a waterfall in the window, but perhaps it has meant to be a light?

Here is another little bell tower.

I enjoy following the Blog of a great photographer from Finland. He has photographed many old churches, but I particularly enjoyed the one of a very old Church in Petajavesi, in Finland. I love the very rustic interior. Take a look. His photographs are in a different class from mine.

A King’s Christmas at Lunenburg

14 12 2009

On Friday night Jeff and I attended the King’s Christmas concert at St John’s Church in Lunenburg. Last year we were at the Concert of 100 Candles. The setting of St John’s Anglican Church is just magnificent and makes any concert a delight.

The  Chapel Choir of the University of King’s College in Halifax comprises of 20 choristers selected through annual auditions.  They entered the concert from behind us and sang Angelus Ad Virginem  as they walked down the aisle.

This picture below is a library picture and does not show the inside of St John’s.

Here is a link to their site.

The carols were interspersed with readings and poems.

A Child’s Christmas in Wales by Dylan Thomas is one of my favourites and Christmas is never Christmas without listening to it.

Here is a link to it on someone else’s Blog for those of you who want to enjoy  it.

Suzie LeBlanc, the renowned Canadian soprano, entertained us with a couple of solos. Here is a taste of her wonderful voice.

Another good reading was The Twelve Days of Christmas, A Correspondence, by John Julius Norwich.  A different slant on the old Twelve Days of Christmas we all know.

25th December

My dearest darling
That partridge, in that lovely little pear tree! What a
enchanting, romantic,poetic present! Bless you and thank you.
Your deeply loving Emily

26th December

Mr dearest darling Edward
The two turtle doves arrived this morning and are cooing
away in the pear tree as I write. I’m so touched and
With undying love, as always, Emily

27th December

My darling Edward

You do thinks of the most original presents: whoever
thought of sending anybody three French hens? Do they really
come all the way from France? It’s a pity that we have no
chicken coops, but I expect we’ll find some. Thank you,
anyway, they’re lovely.
Your loving Emily

28th December

Dearest Edward

What a surprise – four calling birds arrived this morning.
They are very sweet, even if they do call rather loudly –
they make telephoning impossible. Bit I expect they’ll calm
down when they get used to their new home. Anyway, I’m very
grateful – of course I am.
Love from Emily

29th December

Dearest Edward

The postman has just delivered five most beautiful gold
rings, one for each finger, and all fitting perfectly. A
really lovely present -lovelier in a way than birds, which do
take rather a lot of looking after. The four that arrived
yesterday are still making a terrible row, and I’m afraid
none of use got much sleep last night. Mummy says she wants
us to use the rings to ‘wring’ their necks – she’s only
joking, I think; though I know what she means. But I love
the rings. Bless you
Love, Emily

30th December

Dear Edward

Whatever I expected to find when I opened the front door
this morning, it certainly wasn’t six socking great geese
laying eggs all over the doorstep. Frankly, I rather hoped
you had stopped sending me birds – we have no room for them
and they have already ruined the croquet lawn. I know you
meant well, but – let’s call a halt, shall we?
Love, Emily

31st December


I thought I said no more birds; but this morning I woke up
to find no less than seven swans all trying to get into our
tiny goldfish pond. I’d rather not thinks what happened to
the goldfish. The whole house seems to be full of birds – to
say nothing of what they leave behind them. Please, please
Your Emily

1st January

Frankly, I think I prefer the birds. What am I to do with
eight milkmaids – AND their cows? Is this some kind of a
joke? If so, I’m afraid I don’t find it very amusing.

2nd January

Look here Edward, this has gone far enough. You say you’re
sending me nine ladies dancing; all I can say is that judging
from the way they dance, they’re certainly not ladies. The
village just isn’t accustomed to seeing a regiment of
shameless hussies with nothing on but their lipstick
cavorting round the green – and it’s Mummy and I who get
blamed. If you value our friendship – which I do less and
less – kindly stop this ridiculous behaviour at once.

3rd January

As I write this letter, ten disgusting old men are
prancing abour all over what used to be the garden -before
the geese and the swans and the cows got at it; and several
of them, I notice, are taking inexcusable liberties with the
milkmaids. Meanwhile the neighbours are trying to have us
evicted. I shall never speak to you again.

4th January

This is the last straw. You know I detest bagpipes. The
place has now become something between a menagerie and a
madhouse and a man from the Council has just declared it
unfit for habitation. At least Mummy has been spared this
last outrage; they took her away yesterday afternoon in an
ambulance. I hope you’re satisfied.

5th January

Our client, Miss Emily Wilbraham, instructs me to inform
you that with the arrival on her premises a half-past seven
this morning of the entire percussion section of the
Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra and several of their friends
she has no course left open to her but to seek an injunction
to prevent your importuning her further. I am making
arrangements for the return of much assorted livestock.
I am, Sir, Yours faithfully,

This was another top class concert held in our little town of Lunenburg. We are so lucky to have such wonderful facilities and entertainment.

We look forward to the next concert at St John’s.

More Music from St John’s, Lunenburg

18 12 2008

Yesterday Louise and I attended a lunchtime concert at St John’s Anglican Church. This was the venue for the ‘Concert of 100 Candles’, I wrote about on 7th December. It is a beautiful setting for any concert.


It was snowing heavily but we decided to brave the storm and enjoy the music. Pamela Rogers, soprano, sang a selection of Christmas favourites whilst her father, Wayne, accompanied her on the piano. I thoroughly enjoyed the variations to some well know pieces. At the end of each song, I felt that we should show our appreciation, by applauding, but being a reticent Scot, I thought I’d wait for the others to lead – which they didn’t.

I was extremely confused when Pamela started to sing ‘Away in a Manger’ as the tune matched an old Scottish ballad. In my head I sang the words

Cauld winter was howlin’ o’er moor and o’er mountain
And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea,
When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie,
Wha asked me the road and the miles to Dundee.
-Now try and sing the words of ‘Away in a Manger ‘to the tune of this.

For those who don’t know the tune then’ The Corries’ will help you.

(My friend, Kathryn and I were great followers of ‘The Corries’ at Dundee University Folk Club and even had the Aran jerseys!)

My thoughts strayed to Dundee, home of Jute, Jam, Journalism and Wallace’s pies, but were soon brought back to the concert with the next piece. All too soon Pamela was ending with ‘O Holy Night’ another song I recognised. I can’t find any link to Pamela Rogers, but you can hear

Celine Dion singing it here.

or, if you prefer Celtic Woman

or Mariah Carey’s own inimitable style

There’s no shortage of online concerts with this Christmas favourite.

This was a most enjoyable concert and I hope to have the pleasure of hearing Pamela Rogers in the future.