Saturday, January 1, 2011

HAVE YOU A LETTER FOR MRS. TYBURY?



My morning walk ended, not in the forest as I had planned, but through a small village just outside the forest, and it was the perfect walk.

I discovered a brook, a grotto with Mary and the dying naked Jesus covered in snow, firecracker remains, a luthier's shop, oh, and I did not fall - not even once.

I say yay.