Richard and I walked at the Monastery this weekend The daffodils were in bloom, as were the pink flowers of the tulip trees. When we walked to the lake there, we saw a great heron flying. With its large wings outstretched over the water, gliding gracefully and ever so quietly, it was a breathtaking sight.
Inside the church, the light was streaming through the purple and blue stained glass. You are asked to maintain silence. Since the walls are built of solid concrete, the sound is hard to describe. It is a quiet that is most unusual....and very welcome to a weary visitor.
How is your February going? What are your "thin places"?