Goodnight friends! The kind of soupy grey skies that cast a greasy film across the light and give the muffling impression that there might be fog oozing along the ground just out of sight were you to turn your head quickly enough. Silhouetted pigeons and magpies bustle and burble and cackle among a zigzag lattice of bare black branches.
Still a little generally fatigued and feeling lax, losing my breath fast and muscle pangs lingering. Some drawing time, not resolving or progressing much, but able to recall some old technical tricks a little. A lot of sluggish in between time, probably also being affected by continuing cold.
May we find space in our lives for stillness and reflection today!