Growing old disgracefully

By GOD

POCKET DOORS

We left our holiday accommodation at 5.30 am and were home before lunch time.  It was delightful to see such progress in just a week.  I am already in love with the pocket doors. 

I am feeling so grateful for having such a lovely space to live in.  I always feel that but doubly so this week.  Partly because  our holiday accommodation was rather dark and depressing, but much more because I am grieving for the thousands of displaced people across Europe. It feels wrong to have so much.  What does one do?

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