Goodnight friends! A far brighter and more varied day, morning and afternoon both cuttingly brilliant. Cool and still a hint of damp in the air, dank soil scent cut through by the opposing delicate sweetness and sharp tang of wild garlic and flowers. Murky clay-brown puddles all crowned with a foam of white fallen haw petal clumps.
A slow start, woken by still sharp and heavy pains in my joints that took a while to breathe through and gradually accommodate. Since it didn’t seem like I could get too much in depth activity going I spend what time I had trying to keep going in the more mechanical sense. A few very brief attempts at some exercise, and a lot of stillness in between. Gave some shape and rhythm to the day, at least.
May we find new opportunities to express ourselves and listen to each other today!
