Monday March 11, 2024

Goodnight friends! Much drier and free of rain, though there’s a slight lingering clamminess to the air. The earth is slippery and pilled up by gresh frothy mounds of worm casts, grass weighed down by silvery beads. Sky the restless sweeping greys of smoke, seamed by bright rifts where wan sunlight shone through.

Felt more energetic and consistent, though not by a huge amount. Sleep slow in coming and getting up a bit of a grinding chore thanks to lingering stiffness in my hips and knees.

May we accept ourselves and each other as we are today, and work together to find steps we can take to make ourselves futures we can be proud of!