A light shines in the darkness...

...and the darkness has not overcome it; but this particular light won't be shining for that much longer.

I've blipped the closed convent at the end of my street several times, but not for a while. The nuns are going to move, probably before the end of the year, as the community has become too small and the maintenance of the large building unmanageable.

I'm quite sad. Ever since moving in to the street I've found it comforting somehow to know that there are people there, dedicated to praying at times all round the clock. I'll miss them.