Goodnight friends! A vibrant bright blue start, a few far up tatter-edged white clouds and around 8°c, with a sharp scouring feel to the breeze making it feel more wintery than that. Overnight bluster had brought down some branches and lacy sprigs of oakmoss, fallen leaves in shoaled bands across the grass. Before noon the first resurgent hints of grey started to gather, and by 1 pm a flat wet murk had re-established itself and drizzle had surged into dense, rippling sheets of rain.
Didn’s sleep so well, but started the day fairly energised, took an early walk for which I felt very grateful a few hours later once the day turned. I crashed early too though, made worse by the spikes of pain brought on partly by changes in pressure. Poor sleep and malaise caught up with me, and I had hazy patches of leaden paralysis and derealisation in the afternoon.
May we reach out to each other for help and support today!
Image ID: Photo of an orange oak leaf, speckled with tiny raindrops, resting among crowns of fleshy, pointed and scarlet-tipped reflexed stonecrop leaves, transmitted light projecting a spiky silhouette onto the luminous oak leaf.
Photo of a cracked branch fallen onto green grass, the split in the wood bridged by a clump of vibrant canary yellow witch’s butter fungus, a gooey sheen to its pleated, rippled blobby surface.
