Goodnight friends! Sharp and cold, with a soot grey start that slowly parted and split open as a brittle, breathy wind started up. Deceptively delicate-looking buds burst from ink-dark soil soaked by overnight rain.
Very slow and chilled out day again – out at a small gathering, but everything going very gently thanks to my girlfriend’s support and a rhythm set by a group with many chronically ill and disabled attendees.
May we find and offer community and thoughtful solidarity today!
