Didymus Cavalry writes about a place he hopes one day to build.
For years he has carried the same picture: a clearing in a quiet forest, wagons among the pines, animals in the paddock, a long table, and people arriving tired and leaving lighter. That vision became NomadWagonCamp — and, beyond the page, a Retreat Centre he fully intends to see standing.
He believes in second chances, in forgiveness that comes late, and in the ordinary, patient work of building something good with other people.