It's been a year since we moved from Berlin, but we still get weekly email updates from our friend Olaf on what is happening in the Dahlem Ward.

This week was their ward conference, complete with a potluck afterward in the church yard.  Olaf sent this picture:

After a year, it feels so weird to me that this used to be our Sunday norm.  It seems like a lifetime ago and a world away.  And yet, I look at the table of food and I can just smell all the German food and I see the shady grass and I know just how it feels to be there in that place with those people.

I know that after a year, I should probably tell Olaf to take me off his update list.  But, I'm not going to.