Goodnight friends! Only a little less hot, 30°c in the mid-afternoon. A sticky, bitter smell of tarmac turning nougat-soft under a wide white haze of sunlight. Unmarked bright blue depth of sky. Velvety ornamemtal crimson roses burst into full flower and begin to wither away under the ferocious sun within a day.
Starting to feel better able to get my feet under me, and the pain levels are evening out too. Impatience to get back to moving and drawing, usually a promising sign.
May we find time and space to focus on our creative passions today!
Image ID: Photo of rowan branches, spreads of feathery green leaves with softly serrated edges against a bright blue sky, with bunches of brilliantly vivid scarlet berries scattered among them.
Photo of a colonnade of linden trees stretching up into a sunwashed sky, a serpentine band of light seeming to blaze like a winding white stream between glowing green treetops.
