Good afternoon friends! Far clearer skies, clouds drift tranquilly as thistledown and carp scales across immense blueness, buff-golden flashes from yellow throated blue tits zipping like shuttlecocks from bush to bush. Grey drifts of dessicated leaves hatched over by long midday shadows from the low sun, still barely struggling up above the pines.
More energetic and less gnawling general dicomfort in my body, temperatures nearly in the double digits. I think I’ll try to do some stretches and write a bit more, and otherwise take things at a measured pace to make room for hopefully some exercise tomorrow.
May we grant ourselves space and time today for childlike indulgence and purposeless fun!
