Goodnight friends! A day that sings springtime aloud in the blaring tumbledown scales of blackbirds. Brief speckling sunshowers from a brilliant blue sky. Jerky stop motion grace of brindle-backed flies alighting in fibrous, glinting emerald moss gardens. Deep bass thrum of shaggy black bumblebees bouncing from flower to flower among the absurd profusion of satiny white and purple crocuses.
Slept a bit better, and although I didn’t feel any particular surge of energy or inspiration with the clear skies I experienced a nice slow steady functional thrum. No major pain management concerns and enough alertness for a few small bits of craft and household work.
May we find a deeper acceptance of others’ and our own needs and struggles today!
Image ID: Photo of a large, hairy black bee with a dull amber collar and abdomen stripe, probably a buff-tailed bumblebee or similar, feeling from a splayed-open purple crocus emerging among sprouting grass and rust coloured leaf litter.
