Goodnight friends! Not so permanently or monumentally grey a sky, mobile and tatter-edged clouds sometimes pulled tissue-thin by cold and urgent husts, or showing broad azure gashes or brilliant veins of white fire. Sweet hawthorn boughs arch over streams, polkadotting the air and the water with little flecks of white. Fresh growth of bittercresses and red stalked herb-robert and deadnettles springs up like rosettes from bare earth.
A post-workout recovery day mostly, dazes and difficult moving. Body feeling limp and pallid, but somewhat relieved from much less and mainly quickly-passing rain.
May we find a deeper sense of gentle humility and gratitude for the kindness and support we have received today!
