Goodnight friends! A similar relaxed, somewhat dazed pattern following on from the past few days. Muddling through, picking away at things. I’m already up late, so I might take a brief peek outside before bed, to see if I can glimpse the perseids through the glare of the full moon.
Seeing flaring, tattered flurries of white high above I realised these were the first clouds I think I’ve seen in days. Leaves crinkle and fade, crickets softly sleeptalk murmur in white gold meadows.
May we find and offer genuine thoughtfulness and affection today!
