The wind has abated and the temperature dropped. Heading off to town for Writers’ Cave with this afternoon’s notes.

Qi Gong in a gale and full of good intentions for tomorrow.

Finding comfort in roasted chestnuts after voting and walking on a blustery day.

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.