Taking a little break during my walk in the dark and realising I am looking at almost the same view as the cover of a book I once produced.
Not crying over spilt milk and balancing energy flow.
Snug at home with tea after an excursion to find a new silent writing space.
Back as winter makes itself known after a not-quite-unplugged week.
A gentle walk above the Waterworks Reserve before a day of Qi Gong.
Enjoying the silence of an appliance-free evening but appreciating the reappearance of electricity nonetheless.
Walking with you on Knocklofty at dusk and popping into the café on the eve of its reopening.
Sunday in the countryside and Monday in the city streets.
Heading for the polling booth and consoling myself with friends.
Darker and darker walks as we head for midwinter.