Reviewing the week as I brace myself against an Antarctic wind.

Touching base at dusk before hunkering down to my writing again.

Stretching my limbs and grabbing a bit of calm on Knocklofty before the next round of the course.

Heading off for a play-reading about a campaign that took place thirty years ago.

A big writing day & hoping to do more doodling soon.

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.

Pondering on Knocklofty before I knuckle down.

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.