Goodnight friends! Still a little cold and getting much wetter. A dank hourless sky. Hours on hours of rain, not genteel pattering but thick and fast. Drumrolls, pebbles on cymbals, leaves underfoot treacherous as mud or floating in spreading, merging puddles.
My escape from this illness wasn’t quite so smooth as I’d hoped, my lymph bodes still just as painful to the touch and my throat very draw and prickly. I can’t tell whether my stamina is still being affected, or if that’s just the chill.
May we find mutual support and the warmth of community today!
