Goodnight friends! Bitter blustering breezes and scoured blue skies. Deepfryer sizzle of dry oak leaves in the wind. Incongruous sweet-voiced flights of goldfinches, yellow-epauletted and scarlet-browed, dancing between the dessicated thistles. Wavelets throwing up caustic bright scribbles of light onto the banks of the canal.
A lot of much-needed rest and recovery. From the feel of these electric pangs of pain and weakness I may need a few more days of enforced tranquility to get fully back into balance again.
May we give our best efforts towards compassionate honesty with ourselves and each other today!
