Who can believe it is already February and the first month of the new year has already passed us by? A cold and snowy January provided a time for reflection and mandated a slower rhythm to life. It also marked the midway point for my year in Philadelphia with the Mission Corps, a milestone marked by retreat at Chestnut Hill College. Frozen days caused a daze of sorts and put a freeze on my trusty steed and muse Bruce; nonetheless inspiration lay deep beneath the layers of ice and warm me as I find beauty in the darkest of days. Below find moments frozen in time & discovered by my eyes- may they warm your heart and reveal what your eyes are meant to see.
poor bruce. he looks pained. dolores sends her love.
ReplyDeleteMy gosh, it looks cold where you are!
ReplyDeleteYep, Claire, Philadelphia's been having quite a winter, with upwards of 40 inches of snow in January alone (the NE US has gotten pounded-Boston has 70 in. on the ground now)...my poor bike met the wrath of a hose accidentally turned on over night.
ReplyDeleteElyse-thank Delores for her condolences. Hopefully Bruce will be up & running by spring to go on a ride with her (and you,of course)