Goodnight friends! Sky full of clouds, thin and flitting plumes and shoals swooping across each other in rushing parallax. The woods swell and rush and flow with a green oceanic roar, wind so quick and urgent it seems to carry no.scent, waves gold-flecked where shifting sunlight touches a changing leaf. Wilowherbs still turning deep crimson while slowly shrivelling, as if consumed by the internal heat of their own vibrant colour.
A somewhat more settled, buoyant mood managed to carry through into today’s rest day. Clearer skies, a few simple, low key manual tasks around the house to do, regular aches partly displaced and modified by the more vital pangs of strained muscles. It all adds up to at least a temporary reprieve.
May we find deeper and more compassionate self-knowledge today!
