I have been revisiting the prayer flags in our back yard lately.There is not much left of the bright happy splashes of colour from last summer, but the beauty is far from gone.
Whitened, softened, ragged, and twistedcompared to how they started out. You can read more about them here.
I had to exercise quite a bit of self control not straightening anything.I have no idea whether the ink has disappeared or not, but my prayers are still safely stitched in between the layers.
It has been one of Those weeks. I’m not much of an anniversary-celebrator, but some dates are etched into your life whether you like it or not. I’m happy to put another 356 days between us; now I can sleep properly again.
The weekend was brilliant; I had the whole house to myself and got lots of work done. I find such weekends revitalize me to no end; it’s good to be a bit egocentric every now and then isn’t it.