Goodnight friends! A little clearer and milder, though still a sense of tumult on the air even during clear patches, looming pressure and mineral scent of rain. A brief rattle and clash of hail from a bright sky. Again the high-distant dark bar of a wheeling bird twisting on the wind, too far up to identify, blunt-headed and broad-shouldered.
Soreness not so overbearing, but a long trailing weight of fatigue dragged me into a mood of soft, accepting lethargy which will probably do me some good. Able to focus better, so more idle drawing, remaining as placid and content as I can.
May we keep ourselves open to growth and learning today!
