The time when days were transitioning into each other, with no beginning nor end, each day just another version if its predecessor, are long gone. Luckily so. The work hasn’t changed, and perhaps not the priorities either….but gradually the clouds scattered and rays of light emerged. One day you are sure you will capture these events and give them words and sentences. Not so much to have a record of what has been, but to close some doors….and open others. Yes that’s where you are….or so it feels instinctively. In two years a lot has changed…and continues to do so. Because life is in constant flux. And even this perpetual motion of change lends comfort…

formal garden at the Canadian Embassy yesterday