Never Too Late
Too late! I cried, as we eventually got out for a walk ... too late for a photo - but saw this in a neighbour's window - husband mortified at me looking like I was spying into their house - but really loved the reflections and the bit of colour still in the sky, and the typical suburban silhouettes.
So good to be in church again, and to feel loved, and to pray in such creative ways - Cath, you're a star.
And to have a family Sunday lunch, albeit with a missing member in India - though sad to wave good-bye again so soon. Extra of Zion with his Mummy and Titia, laughing at videos of himself.