Actually, I hope I get some knitting done. I'm knitting a lot, but also tinking a lot. This "perfect knitting" goal is diminishing my production. Even though I should get back at it, I'm taking a break to share a special place, an appropriate one for a Sunday posting.
There's a huge organ, terribly historic and ornate, with an enormous wooden screen in front and an elaborate choir loft behind it. I can only imagine what it must be like to hear it played, with choir accompaniment, in such a space.
After all, each stitch is a step in the right direction. One little stitch, a couple of seconds, added with thousands of others will accomplish the task. Look at the effect that single footsteps, one after the other have had over the years--
That threshold is worn away. I saw a lot of steps and thresholds this worn in Cambridge. It's not something I see often in the U.S. By comparison, our buildings are so new!
The door goes into one of the side chapels.