Goodnight friends! More stable and resolutely clear today, clouds sweeping by above in long, dense white wings that stippled and dissolved along their trailing edges. The same cold distant sunlight throwing long blue shadows, jealous of its heat, the same stone tasting coldness on the breeze.
Gaining energy still, easier to walk and think. Quite a few small household missions, a little drawing, and got a deep tissue massage to try to address some of the inevitable kinks that are arising from alternating occasional sports with days slumped in bed. That was pretty tiring in its own unique way, but I feel nicely loose and spaghettified now.
May we find a renewed sense of our place in the world and our right to take up space today!
Image ID: Photo of sunlight falling an autumnal crocus among the shorter white swirls of a patch of cyclamen, a slender lilac trumpet blooming into a wide six-petalled goblet with bright saffron stamens.
