churchbells

sunday

i wish i had something to record this sound with. angelic.

every sunday morning, apparently.

i could wake up to bells like this every day.

sehr schön.
heartfelt thanks to Merle for being such a gracious host.
a beautiful, cozy flat here.

she's gone for lunch with a friend and left me to lock up once i'm done updating the blog.

a truly kind person and a friend for life. this, i imagine, is couchsurfing as it was intended to be.

outside someone toggles a switch: rain, sun, rain, sun.
i feel better today. the bug is fleeting.
i'm off to see my next host, Jutta, with whom i'll stay a couple of nights.

happy belated birthday to her.

outside the window, a bird relays a message. tweet, tweet.