Sights and sounds: convent

It is early on Good Friday morning.
There is an encounter in the kitchen.
Some coffee and reading and journal writing.
A brief visit to the chapel.

There are noises as the building creaks; the furnace is running; the birds are tweeting; planes are flying overhead; Canada Geese are making their familiar honking.

Upstairs in the Guest House, the curtains are opened early and the night lights are turned off.
There is a noise of showers and hair dryers.

The coffee pot is empty.