Goodnight friends! Another crystalline start that quickly clouded over. But this time the sweep of gnawing wind didn’t die down, and flat pale gloom alternated with shivery brightness several times over the day, a vast rolling tumbleweed stampede of a sky. Wan orchard grass hissed like a boiling pot, the outspread charcoal wings of cormorants were ruffled in the cold breeze.
Still feel somewhat drained and stilled from Monday’s workout, definitely seems to be in that wintery corridor of deep cold that really slows down my already plodding recovery. Getting through painkillers much faster too, hard to keep the deep scraping edge off the aches. Picking away at some drawings, not feeling up to making many creative decisions.
May we find time and space for harmless joyful indulgence and a feeling of luxury today!
