Goodnight friends! Such a relief to see some blue in the sky, however partial and fleeting. Even sliding between morning blinds the light was so much brighter, with a clear, silvery quality. Leaves and berries glow again in jewel tones, paths carpeted in hammered copper. Leaping quirrel acrobats easier to trace as the season progresses, from bare branch to bare wiry branch.
Resting up and packing up today, off on a low-key holiday with my girlfriend tomorrow in a little countryside cottage, before the busyness of the winter rush to get things wrapped up and then visit family. It’d our first trip together that’s entirely self-directed, rather than being attached to a larger event or activity. I’m Looking forward to seeing another part of the country, somewhere pretty different to my suburban haunts.
May we allow ourselves to accept the flow of our thoughts and feelings today, without pushing away or clinging!
Image ID: Photo of a skinny black wire-mesh of treetops against an early evening sky washed over by layered ribbons of flame-edged cloud, grey and blue and white-gold like the marks graven onto sand by an outgoing tide.
Photo of three crows squabbling over a perch on a church tower weathervane depictign a rooster, blurred long-fingered black wings and serifed iron W and E all silhouetted against a pale grey sky.
