Goodnight friends! After a bubbling threat all day yesterday, today the weather finally broke, in slow stages hour by hour like the tidal crescendo of a cymbal swell, at first a stealthy morning tiptoe, then a cantering, a clattering, an evening roar hammering leaves in the dark. The air is clammy and cool and pungently, stonily sweet.
A heavy recovery day, drained from exercise and grinding aches in my joints. Couldn’t get out of bed til late afternoon, and never really felt like I got up to speed. I can feel today’s slowness helping me build stamina for tomorrow at least, I think.
May we find a spirit of conspiratorial joy and playful collaboration with those we love today!
