Goodnight friends! Still tending a little cold but much more dreary. Wind stilled and only thin silvery veins of sunlight show through tightly packed clouds. Fuzzy feeling of condensation in the hazy air and all the grass heavy laden with glassy dew. Crows pick among the leaves and pallid, crumpled umbrellas of uprooted mushrooms.
Managed to sleep okay again, though even a small outing has hit me fairly hard with exhaustion and malaise, exacerbated by the damp. Periods of foggy thinking, though as things levelled put I was able to do bits and pieces of creative work. Reluctant but a little tempted to try taking as many painkillers as gave me some relief yesterday.
May we find a sense of balance and consistency in our lives today!
Photo of the wavy, crenellated undersides of oak leaves against a dim grey sky, many still green but some mottled or turned entirely ochre brown and yellow.
