Good afternoon friends! Bright but bitter cold, a fabulous, blinding world outside – white glare off the sparkling snow almost as dazzling as the bare whiteness of the sun. Seeming more reluctant to slough off bare sprawling branches, snow has packed down tighter, growing a hard crust that’s treacherously smooth underfoot.
Skipped most of my Monday exercise. My spirits are generally high but I’m conscious of unusually frequent dizzy spells and a fragile, dessicated sensation, the strange feeling of tottering close to the edge a relapse.
May we gain confidence in our ability to grow and face the future today!
