Thar she blows

Following one of those unpredictable spiritual promptings, I attended the local English-speaking branch of the CJCLDS today, my first such visit in a year or so. After some exceedingly brief remarks by a couple of youth speakers, the rest of the meeting was taken up by a long but unexpectedly riveting discourse on, of all things, the Book of Jonah. I felt as if I had somehow walked onto the pages of Moby-Dick and half-expected the speaker to address the congregation as "shipmates."

As I left the church to go home, I saw flying overhead an enormous kite -- considerably larger than life-size -- in the shape of a sperm whale. I didn't get a photo (I never bring a cell phone into a church), but here is a photo from the Internet of what I think is the same kite:

For those whose Melville is a little rusty, here's an excellent rendition of  Father Mapple's sermon: