Where has the time gone?!
I live for the weekends. That's when this city comes alive to me....music and theatre and church and friends and sleeping in late and adequately long phone conversations and long walks and the city and fresh cold air and rest.
Music is stirring within me again. It can't be missed. Everywhere in this city it calls to me and envelops my soul. Fulfillment I haven't found in a long while. And I'm playing the piano again. Schubert and Chopin flow through my fingers. Impressionistic and romantic. Where have they been all these years? How could I ever have let them go?
And God is very real again. With guardian angels stationed at every tube stop, at every unfamiliar crossroad, and in some old known faces.
So here are some pics from a lovely lovely day. Pics courtesy Annie, who is a wonderful photographer and even caught the sea gulls.
Hugs to everybody back home.
