Good evening friends! A rapid change from wide eggshell skies to sodden, mist-wreathed dishwater grey. Colours all half-smothered, distances bleached and ghostly.
After a few little adventures on the solstice, another day of recuperating and taking everything very slowly, joints grinding and thoughts unpredictably scattering away.
May we allow ourselves to move beyond convention, to seek out and recognise the unique affordances that make our lives better today!
