While one cannot deny that becoming a nun resigns control of large chunks of one’s life to a very rigid hierarchy, nuns do have a history of hoydening with glee at the least opportunity.
Categories: Life
While one cannot deny that becoming a nun resigns control of large chunks of one’s life to a very rigid hierarchy, nuns do have a history of hoydening with glee at the least opportunity.
Categories: Life
At the start of 2009, we were walking along the waterfront in Wellington, when I saw four be-habited nuns, long dresses, veils and all, riding in a four person bike (this sort of thing), all peddling furiously and laughing with glee. It was quite surreal, and infectiously joyful. I scrabbled around in my handbag for my camera, but I couldn’t get to it in time, alas.
LOL! What a great picture. It’s snowing today, so if we get enough snow, I think I may go out and make snowangels ^^
Great picture!
I do find this pair very cheermaking. Jha, did you get to make those snowangels?
Deborah, I love the mental picture of those gleeful peddling nuns.