Goodnight friends! Dull but fairly dry and warm, about 14°c, soft swirling grey sky like dilute ink stirred with a brush, thin white seams of light breaking through. Mottled sticky white globs of slime moulds cling to the grass. Soft warbling chatter of goldfinches high up in the branches of a poplar, blood red face and the heavy triangular silhouette of their beaks identifiable even in a blur a few pixels high, and the musical rattle of a flight of starlings on the arms of the church spire’s weather cock.
Felt much better today after the most sleep I tgink I’ve had in a few weeks, some dizziness to start but quickly dissipating and only a few twisting creaks of joint pain. Stretched cautiously, waiting for a sudden crash, but energy stayed even and easily manageable. I took on judo, but paced myself carefully and sat out of anything that felt too intense.
May we find a refreshed sense of wonder and gratitude for the world around us today!
Image ID: Photo of a weathervane against a pale grey sky, the metal silhouette of a rooster with wrought iron scrolled decorations and letters for N, E, S, W, and the additional silhouettes of about 10 starlings perched on the four arms, shapes teardrop sleek and beaks needle-sharp.
