Goodnight friends! About 15°c again, with a ghostly gauze of occasional cloud cover. Luxurious inky shadows, flashes and luminous mists of green as birch leaves begin to bud in dense sapling thickets. Neat, conical ring-shaped mounds of reddish sandy earth thrown up by the nest holes of tawny mining bees, their black heads and fox-orange striped abdomens flecked with grains of soil.
Recovering pretty well, less vertigo and no major muscle twinges. Head feeling a little empty, sometimes finding myself going through processes in a not totally unpleasant daze. A lot of rest through mid-afternoon, then a little walk and meal-prep dinner night with my girlfriend.
May we listen and learn with patience, compassion and openness today!
Image ID: Slightly fish-eyed photo of treetops reaching upward and together like the spokes of a wheel into a pale blue sky, bare poplars and birches, the murky blueish tufts of scots pines, bright green bottlebrush larches, their uppermost branches all gilded by raking afternoon light.
