I googled a way back, then promptly got lost, of course. Turning, I turned wrong again, and then again, 7 times, back and forth. And across the road, and across the river, and up the hill, was The Mount. And as I climbed, it struck me, how akin to a pilgrimage, how like a labyrinth this journey had become. Going back, a different way a … Continue reading visits with Mary