Look who found me when I turned over my compost pile this afternoon.
Now, how would he end up in there?
It's been almost a year since my last interesting compost experience...
The Knave of Hearts also found me on a trip to the Taize Community 8 years ago.
For reasons explained here, he has come to represent the carpenter of Nazareth for me. I guess it's not him following me, so much as me following him, that really matters.
Still, it's always nice to be reminded of his presence...
