Goodnight friends! Having to reattune myself to the seizing aches of wet and the sudden plug-pulling collapses of stamina brought on by changeable weather. Still able to do a little drawing and creative play, but all it all the day seemed alarmingly short, time melting away as I had to spend so much of it on pauses and recovery.
Much wilder and more mixed weather, rain coming in decisive ferocious lunges of heavy gloom between golden, sharp-edged shadows. Brief shuddering barrages of hailstones and flat distant bowling ball echoes of thunder sounded under the great pale round arch of a rainbow. The first blackberries are taking on their sugary darkness and waterfalls of gushing yellow goldenrod hang down over the banks of ponds.
May we find self awareness and tender, respectful care for our own and each others’ feelings today!
