Heading off for a play-reading about a campaign that took place thirty years ago.
An early walk, writing in cafés with pen and notebook, and feeling altogether more satisfied today.
Feeling energised with the first flush of the course and anticipating a creatve evening at the cave.
Reminding myself to accept myself rather than meeting the expectations I ascribe to others.
Enjoying the calm before a couple of days of full immersion with a toddler.
On my shed stoop taking a little time out to enjoy the spring flowers in the midst of a busy week.
Back late after Qi Gong and a day of appointments and tootling about on my bicycle.