The retreat center where I stayed last week has a lovely library filled with comfortable chairs, a small chapel with cushions on the floor for anyone who wants to meditate, and a courtyard dominated by a flowering tree that dropped petals into my hair as I sat on a bench with my notebook.
But the best thing about the retreat center is the river. The morning I arrived, I followed the trail down the hill and through ivy-covered trees until I came to the water. As I approached, a long snake slid off the bank into the water, disappearing beneath the muddy surface.
4 comments:
Ah, that sounds lovely.
Looks peaceful.
T.
Snakes!
I just start singing the Talking Heads song every time I visit this post. "Take me to the River. Drop me in the water."
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