Goodnight friends! Just as sweltering as yesterday, still nearly 20°c well after dark. Blue sheen on the backs of a murder of crows scattered like chips of obsidian picking over the sun-blanched meadows.
Recovery a bit trickier today, with no visiting friends or family in the first part of the day I ran through my shallow pool of stamina very quickly getting myself fed. By late afternoon it caught up with me and I was tottering, taking short steps and leaning heavily on my stick.
May we find rest and healing today!
Image ID: Photo of a worn earth track curving out from beneath the shadows of trees into a wide, bright grazed-short meadow studded with yellow flowering gorse bushes.
Photo of a row of cut logs halfway overgrown by a thicket of twining, thorny ruddy-coloured blackberry canes, clumps of glossy fruit, partly gleaming ripe purplish black, partly still red, visible among the broad, saw-edged green leaves.
