I think of London occasionally and wistfully muse to myself of what life would be like if the Lord decided the best would be for me to remain there. But even so, I can't imagine life beyond what it was.
It is good, to be where I am right now, even amidst the state of "unemployment". Certainly learning the discipline of delayed gratification.
It's only a shame that I would not be able to enjoy the English summer skies for a third year.
One spring Sunday afternoon in 52. Games after lunch. I was not part of this group as I was with another group of people in Paul and Claire's home for lunch. I came home in time to take a few pictures.
Labels: Church tales, Friends, Musings