Goodnight friends! A hard sandpapery wind bowing the heads of aspens and frail drooping birches again, but too many clouds to part much or drive away, and several curtains of thin slight drizzle rippled by, drab and silent.
Attacks of thick, clammy, incoherent pain deep in my bones were unexpecred and hard to fully manage, maybe brought on by damp. Smothering my senses and sapping stamina. as vague and unpredictable as fitful rain. In between it was a slow, carefully restful day, trying not to exacerbate lingering weakness.
May we find a deeper understanding of and willingness to advocate for our needs today!
