In 2007, early Easter Sunday morning, I was in Delft, listening to the beautiful music emanating from a nearby church. As it was very early, we were the only tour group,(about a dozen people) in this delightful village. The boats were all at anchor or berthed, the shops were still shuttered, few other people were out and about, and the sun shone on this serene setting. As I perched on the harbor wall, I noticed this window with its Delft tiled "fanlight", reflecting the nearby trees, yet unleafed; the perfect metaphor for the perfect moment.
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