The eyes have it

So - the last week (I think it has only been that long) has been one of unmitigated misery in one-half of the b-l household. My poor eye - which began to swell into an unrecognisable prize-fighterish looking state - had an allergic reaction all on its own. After which (in the words of the doctor)a mercenary-like infection 'leapt in the back of it' and has made my life blurry. To say the least. Anyway, a round of antibiotics later (Thank God for all that) and I am nearly back to normal. I can tell you this though: I have never been more aware of how eye-dependent I am. From looking at people, gesturing, making wordless, but eye-full, comments. Reading, cutting, writing, typing, watching... it is amazing how often I/we use my/our eyes. The windows of the soul indeed.

So - I've read little, watched nothing, tried to use the enforced discipline to think, pray, sleep, and discovered all over again at how bad I am at any of those things, so... it's all very cheery!

I won't write much more, in brief though:
We miss Esther and Eifion already
Our god-children are experiencing their first out-of-the-womb Holy Week.
Andrew is working as hard as ever
Kids club at church pulled in a whole new crowd of kids
our church board retreat has left me/us with plenty to chew on...
A ships' wheel is called a helm. Really?