Good afternoon friends! Snow still not quite shifted, though a dirty white blanketing sky has nudged the temperature just up above freezing. Fine hazy rain has done what the bright sun couldn’t, sluicing a thick fondant layer of snow off branches and carving pinprick divots into lumpy, grey-tinged drifts. Footfall and water have further compacted the surface of pavements into rippling, uneven grey-black sheets of ice, glassy smooth or loose slush from step to step.
Not sleeping that well under the confluence of cold and wet. A rest day, despite having skipped most of the big Monday workout that mostly causes.me.to really need one, is softening the blow.
May we work to build a sense of ordered calm and purpose in our lives today!
