Good afternoon friends! Streams glutted again but shining as the clouds have mainly been drained and dispersed, leaving sticky earth and a clean scent of scoured stone. The air is clear and fresh, colours have a savage raw clarity and edges are all sharp in the cool, hard whetstone of autumn sunlight.
Drained and threadbare in mind as well as body, dealing with police and the quivery stress aftershocks of theft. Looking for restored clarity and purpose, as well as distraction, in routine.
May we find and grant each other compassion and understanding today!
