October 07, 2006

O and I walked to the church courtyard down the street. Everything there is round - a fountain, a labyrinth, a low wall for sitting. I didn't bring the stroller, so I carried her when she was tired. We passed a house with tall windows and a door that opened where a porch used to be. Through the lace at one of the windows came the sound of violin. The name of the church is Thankful.

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Anonymous alish said...

sounds lovely! soon we will walk there together,eating rice cakes.

2:37 PM  

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