The roses are blooming again in the church garden, bright red against the green. It always makes me think of the quiet patience needed for anything good to take root.

The monastery looks peaceful on the hillside this morning, wrapped in mist. A good reminder to start the day quietly.

The roses in the church garden are blooming beautifully this week. A quiet reminder of how things come back to life after a long winter.

The candles were still burning quietly after the evening service last night.