Good afternoon friends! Heavy, low ceiling of blue-grey clouds reasserted itself – dim, as if the sun never quite managed to pull itself up past the horizon. Herons reclaim the riversides as vegetation droops.
Sore and weary today, oppressed by damp air and disturbed sleep. It’s not always particularly purposeful or creative, but I’m so glad that almost every day recently I’ve been able to find a few scraps of spare energy to draw a little.
May we find space to recognise and make peace with our thoughts and feelings today!
