george-orwell – Through a glass darkly

Through a glass darkly – 162

Autumn is here Late windfall apples and leaves are down in the garden. It gets light later and dark earlier. And we are constantly tempted to override the heating soon after lunch. The fragile peace in Gaza is still holding. Thank God ! A reproach to people like me that doubted whether anything good couldContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 162”