A strange zeppelin-clouded day, farewelling the people at my lovely corner post-office, and wondering whether I need to cancel some of my commitments.

A late night, rugging up for a foreshore ride under a cloudy sky and preparing for a 250 words a day challenge.

Pacemaker
Miranda’s writing challenge

Waiting for a go, go, go signal and remembering a teepee and Bewsley.

Teepee
Mole of Bewsley

The end of an autumnal April, a bike ride home and a trail of Epsom Salts.

Reflecting on a visit to New Norfolk.

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.

NoIn a bit of a daze after no electricity and a long massage.

A walk in the sunshine, silent reading in town, Qi Gong. Who could wish for a better day.

Walking to the market and thinking about time and a shared birthday.