Goodnight friends! A bit gloomier and cooler, skies heavier and lower, reluctant to part and full of sporadic rattling bursts of rain. Cherries and blackthorn stand in white islets of wet fallen petals, broad swathes of daffodils heavy-headed and battered. Thrushes take to silver-beaded branches to run through their songbooks.
Let most things fall to the wayside a bit to spend my limited stamina on drawing, hoping to print a few bits of merch again soon for the first time in years. Pain not too distracting, relaxing to be able to let myself sink into a rare state of deeper concentration.
May we find space today to celebrate our successes and how far we’ve come!
