Goodnight friends! Warm again and dry, with a fluttering breeze that bent poplars like bowstaves and made lax weeping willow branches seem to float dreamily out over the water. More yellow day by day in the hawthorns and apples, but slow-going oaks are as verdant as ever.
Still rather tired out from tge viewing yesterday, took a long time to get going at all and I didn’t find the decisive energy to get much done beyond a long slow walk.
May we find a sense of confidence and agency in our lives today!
