Goodnight friends! Possibly reaching the end of this stretch of fairytale false summer days, some grey clouds beginning to smother the endless blue as evening rolled on. Leaves are honeycomb-gold and crackly, shadows flow fast and straight like runnels of spilled ink.
A long slow road to being able to get up today, I’m sleeping badly still and deeply exhausted after exercising yesterday. Walking up felt like almost an all day affair. Got myself together, eventually, for the regular cooking date with my girlfriend. Feeling very grateful for her help, and for my kitchen stool and adapted counter too.
May we find rest and tranquility today!
Image ID: Photo of sycamore and linden canopies in the late afternoon, branches silhouetted against a pale lavender blue sky and lit from below in shades of orange and gold by the low, drowsy sun.
Photo of a small domed creamy white mushroom, possibly a parasol macrolepiota or something similar, with a pattern of small cracked brown plates across its cap, among sun-bright grass and fallen leaves.
