Goodnight friends! Sodden through and colourless day, a few passages of soft rattling but mostly a fine near-silent spray that seems to seep into everything. Only after darkness swallowed the afternoon did beech leaves rediscover their aged brass shine under too-bright LED lamposts.
Weary and a low sawing hum of pain, deadening my energy and thinking. Slowly surfacing, working away for brief spans on inconsequential bits of drawing, then fading away again.
May we find healing and replenishment today!
