Goodnight friends! Warmer and even fairer, air filled with the mingled musky dry sweetness of flowers, even usually less noticeably scented blooms like the vining propeller-like periwinkles catching the sun’s heat enough to give a noticeable aroma. Gangly bittercresses and sow-thistles rise and swell in the thickening shade of hawthorn hedges.
Heavy but inconsistent exhaustion, hours of relatively high energy and big dips that brought crashes of pain and lingering low mood. Got to do a little drawing again, but quite a bit of floating derealised time.
May we find a sense of balance and stability in our lives today!
Image ID: Photo of a patch of cretan tulips, broad, pale pink sixfold pedalled flowers spread in wide stars with brilliant saffron throats.
Photo of hawthorn leaves translucent and ablaze with transmitted light, caught in a sunbeam against a dark cedar hedgerow, each sprig crowned by a pearly cluster of buds.
