Goodnight friends! A crystalline bare blue sky, endless past the point of scale. Far up a buzzard wheeled, barred wings wide and still, cupping the warm blustery wind. 16°c or so, but bathed in sunlight it feels hotter. Under the canopies was a rippling, submarine respite, motes of light chasing each other across the ground.
Feeling like I’m starting to get my legs properly under me, pain manageable for longer stretches too. Moving in fits and starts and my mental clarity very much still coming and going, but eventually able to make it round the churchyard.
May we find gifts of welcome, safety and care to shar with each other today!
