… why Easter is so early this year, it’s the fault of this innocent-looking full moon, the first one of springtime.
Last night’s moon hovered over Vienna’s great opera house looking just a bit fuzzy at all the responsibility that natural science and religious tradition have pointed its way.
I am going to miss the loveliness of Vienna, despite the snow it has been showering down on all its Easter markets. But it is also wonderful to be back in Oxford again, with our own little kitchen and freezer and bathtub and washer and dryer.