Goodnight friends! Cold and breathy ghost of rain, clammy directionless prickles on my scalp. Wind still harsh and blustery, a bitter edge that feels colder that the 10°c or so the thermometer claims. Everything rain-speckled and dully half-verdant beneath a grey smear of sky, lush banks of moss all shaggy and swollen, jigsaw rosettes of ragwort spreading between gravestones.
Preparing to take a, hopefully fairly gentle, trip to a friend’s house tomorrow for a holiday celebration, definitely the kind of think I couldn’t do without the community support I’ve gained in the past year or so. Still, I’ll be aiming to cautiously monitor my energy levels without stressing myself out too much, a tricky tightrope sometimes.
May we find moments of fascination and excitement in our lives today!