This is a slightly strange, middling time of year that I associate with things being not that easy. I always think that it will be good to be quiet and not have much on in August, but then feel a bit directionless, tired, foggy. Just a bit out of sorts and not on top of things. I feel like that today.
Here are some photos of a beautiful small church we visited, deeply hidden away near the edge of the Cleddau estuary. The red of the door is so vibrant. Then everything inside is so quiet.
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