Easter Redux

This Easter I returned to St Mary’s, a Church of England chapel very near the riverside in Twickenham. It was somber, cool day in March — too early for the magnolias or cherry blossoms. But it was quiet and sparce of people and so was actually quite spiritual. Sometimes, that’s exactly what you need at just the right moment.

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