Good friends! Long swooping streaks of thick cloud and mild buffets of breeze, but still a general mild sweetness and warmth, sun searing easily searing through. Sycamore leaves already huge and with glinting hints of syrupy sweat, tiny hard green fruit swelling in the wild cherry trees.
Thoughts still a bit threadbare and drifting. When my stamina is low it seems like there’s far too many little things to get sorted out, always another brief admin task that leaves me drained and turned around. Physically decently mobile I think, hoping to be able to exercise tomorrow.
May we find joy in the gentle paths and rhythms of our everyday lives today!
