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.



Anonymous alish said...

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

2:37 PM  

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