…or so I hope. Words seem to be in short supply for me at the moment, at least thoughtful, coherent, blogging-type words. Of course DH and I are exchanging a multitude of words as the move draws nearer, not all of them coherent - or even printable. In addition my ageing brain is having to organise lots of very different thoughts and words as I try to prepare sermons well in advance for four different Sundays over the next six weeks, to cover holiday absences in our group of seven churches.
Here instead are a few photos – snapshots of this busy period of preparation and change - in nature, as well as at home.
|Season of mists...|
|...and mellow fruitfulness.|
|The hills we are leaving...|
|...and below, the valley we are moving to.|
|A moment of relaxation in my sister's garden, wearing her hat...|
|...and several more this week, looking at the view from my mother-in-law's garden.|