The end of an autumnal April, a bike ride home and a trail of Epsom Salts.
Rugging up with my beautiful new scarf as I head off to my in-the-flesh writing group (and chocolate pudding).
Another perfect day – giving my arm a rest after a good bout of writing.
A walk in the sunshine, silent reading in town, Qi Gong. Who could wish for a better day.
Off on a little bike adventure to see if it will shake up a few insights.
An extended walk to give my arms a rest before the Writing Cave tonight.