Goodnight friends! A change back toward the bitterly cold and shiveringly, bitingly bright. Gorgeous razor-thin light that hones edges down to glassy crispness. Wind that scours the skin, whips gulls into sudden shrieking flight, scatters rapidly dancing caustic beams up off the water onto the flanks of tree trunks where they lean out over the reservoir.
Foggy dullness of my thoughts lifting by degrees. Pain still a kind of car alarm presence grating at the edges of my thoughts, requently losing focus and motiation, but my mood is led bleak, periods of capacity and clarity returning.
May we unashamedly claim and take up the space and time we need for rest and tranquil growth today!
