Good afternoon friends! Fine windblown snow flurries in the morning, fast laying down a thin clinging layer of white. Didn’t stick long though, harsh cold winds breaking the flat grey sky up into a monumental mobile landscape of fleeting bouldery cumulus clouds and rippling sheets of stark sunlight.
Rest day again, everything done as gently as I can while still trying to nourish myelf rather than letting bloom congeal around me – a short walk, gentle stretches, making use of the space and time to draw a little and dream.
May we strive to build a deeper awareness and understanding of our own history and the histories that made us today!
