Poland is Catholic—and there are a lot of nuns around our neighborhood, since many of them live in a house down the street from us. (There’s a giant church just down the street, too.) The beach being so close, I guess it was inevitable that we would meet up among the sunbathers.
Although I am not Catholic, there’s something comforting to me to see these nuns in full habit, striding down the street or riding their bicycles. I guess they might seem a bit mysterious to me, too. So yesterday I looked up from playing on the sand with Anna to see these two—shoes off—deep in conversation, and I just had to take a photo.
Happy Friday!
