Goodnight friends! Grateful for being able to spend most of yesterday and today mostly in prostrated recovery, with some assistance from my girlfriend arriving this evening. The warmth of her thigh presses into mine as I’m writing, still achey and muddled, but far easier in my body and cushioned by love and support.
A wet, ash-grey morning, but sweet with bubbling thrushsong and the sugary pink of budding wild roses. Afternoon opened and brightened, clouds frothed up then broken apart by damp, swirling breezes.
May we find ourselves surrounded by love and companionship today, and able to freely recognise and accept them!
