In a world of seeming madness paying attention to the beauty around you is therapeutic. Some beautiful forms are natural, others artificial; some are produced by collaboration between the hand of nature and of humankind. This door ambushed me halfway down the hill towards church this morning, embraced by its wisteria (I think) which awaits the Spring. The door is caught between stripping and repainting, and just for the moment it shows its loveliest face: it won't be anything like as charismatic when finished.
I realised I actually enjoyed reading my friends' blogs, and so have made my own, with an oblique nod to 4th-century theologian Theodore of Mopsuestia. Christian and Gothic matters will probably predominate. Names are changed to protect the furtive.
Thankyou.
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