Reflections of passers-by and market stalls in a framed copy of Johannes Vermeer's "Girl with a Pearl Earring," Westerstraat Market, the Jordaan, Amsterdam.
I've been having a bit of a stressful week. Besides the Typepad problems, I've had some worry over health issues; thankfully, I've had news today that is a reprieve of sorts. It seems I still have time to get my act together and forestall serious trouble. What a relief! So this weekend I shall be taking photos, taking long walks and getting plenty of exercise, while thanking my lucky stars.
I also am reading Nada Awar Jarrar's A Good Land, an intriguing book about love and war in Beirut. "...I noticed him at the butcher's one morning, both of us waiting to be saved." When I read that sentence, I substituted the word saved for served. It was only when looking the passage up for this post that I discovered my mistake. Yet either word - saved or served - is applicable in the story.
Speaking of survival, please go here and read the remarkable Jen Lemen's heartfelt stories, following her latest visit to Rwanda.
Wherever you are and whatever you're doing, hope you have a lovely stress-free weekend! Check back later for more posts.