Goodnight friends! Air a cold, constant pins-and-needles hum of unshed raindrops, condensing on my skin each time I moved. After weeks of tentative spreading sparks, canopies starting to turn decisively to yellow, nettles losing their fuzzy poisonous scent and stiff looming presence. Crows bolder and busier than usual sparring and foraging among half-bare trees.
Very low key and restful day, ambient exhaustion from yesterday’s workout still hanging heavy. Didn’t feel quite able to set myself to anything, just pottered around mainly and got through the day, skating as lightly as I could over the substrate of aches and dreary fatigue.
May we find a deep, durable and expansive sense of worth and self-confidence today!
