Good evening friends! A ghostly pinprick rain and dense whitish haze in the air all day, far off trees softened by veils of fog until they bled like dilute ink into the pale wet sky. Tiny droplets accumulated along licheny branches until the dark, ragged bare hawthorns all glistened dimly with trembling mercury baubles on every twig.
Bones aching, a constant alarm throb that seems alternately like heat and icy cold. I stayed up late reading too, which didn’t help, but I was glad to be abpe to focus for long on something, since I’ve struggled to read for long periods for quite some time.
May we find a sense of hope and confidence in our futures today!
