Goonight friends! Briefly greyish in the morning, but quickly sun and wind asserted themselves over the day, clouds left as brief sinuous white paintbrush sweeps and spatters, half lost in the blue. Snail trails like glittering cursive heiroglyphs, warning wingflash of orange tip butterflies. Crows dirge and dive around a fleeing grey-streaked buzzard.
More or less still recovering, trying to keep everything leisurely and aiming not to dictate more of a schedule to myself than I need to – just catching brief fitful currents of energy as they come, trying not to be frustated that they quickly flag.
May we reach out to strengthen our sense of community, finding and strengthening bonds of mutual support today!
