Goodnight friends! Dry but still grey most of the day, a swirling, tortured grey sky of shreds and ribbons, and greasy humid air. Dozens of blusher mushrooms burst up overnight, and already their scabby brown caps have been neatly punctured and gnawed into by legions of slugs and snails.
Weary and trying to plod along carefully but steadily as I recover from exercising. Haziness and mild stiff aches, a bit of a going through the motions kind of feeling, but that’s okay on a day like this one, so long as I’m still going.
May we find a sense of celebration and accomplishment for the little successes of living today!
