“Humans! They lived in the world where the grass continued to be green and the sun rose every day and flowers regularly turned into fruit, and what impressed them? Weeping statues. And wine made out of water! A mere quantum-mechanistic tunnel effect, that'd happen anyway if you were prepared to wait zillions of years. As if the turning of sunlight into wine, by means of vines and grapes and time and anzymes, wasn't a thousand times more impressive and happened all the time...”
― Terry Pratchett, Small Gods
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| Like a lamb - 18th November |
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| My little car and me - off on our travels again. - 19th November |
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| Pink fluffy clouds at the end of another full working day. - 20th November |
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| These grasses caught my eye on the way home. - 21st November |
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| Two swans a flying. Just wish I could have got my camera out in time to capture them. These white sails will remind me - 22nd November |
“The previously unloved may find it hard to believe that they are now loved; that is such a miracle, they feel; such a miracle.”
― Alexander McCall Smith, The Good Husband of Zebra Drive
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| Bit of a mindblowing day! - 23rd November |
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| Evening out and about - 24th November |
"What I have learned from the year past is something about miracles--miracles of healing and answered prayer and unexpected happy endings. Each came quietly and simply, on tiptoe, so that I hardly knew it had occurred.
All this makes me realize that miracles are everyday things. Not only the sudden, great good fortune, wafting in on a new wind from the sky. They are almost routine, yet miracles just the same.
Every time something hard becomes easier; every time you adjust to a situation which, last week, you didn't know existed; every time a kindness falls as softly as the dew; or someone you love who was ill grows better; every time a blessing comes, not with trumpet and fanfare, but silently as night, you have witnessed a miracle.”
― Faith Baldwin, Many Windows, Seasons of the Heart
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