Break

I’m off to London for a 24 hour break.

I took the above photo a couple of days ago, and I have been musing on this text:

As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire, and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.

That pretty much expresses where I am; as did the photo when I took it. May those who have eyes, see.

See you all soon πŸ˜‰