Good afternoon friends! Sky of layered and tumbling threadbare grey, torn by a sandpapery wind. Pottering about in woodlands, a phantasmagoria of old oaks too stubborn to change their hues yet, blistered, twisted and weathersplit, seeming charcoal black in the gloomy shade among stands of smooth algae-greened holly trunks.
Feeling looser and more active a little easier to concentrate too at left for short periods. A sedate trip to the park, more sitting than walking for me while my girlfriend’s dog lunged about.
May we find moments of stillness that bring a sense of solace and calm to our lives today!
