Leaping a fence and twisting on my elbow wasn't a good idea.
Nerves are still tingling three months later....swollen nerve says the doctor.
My neighbour comments on how still the early mornings have been.
It’s the last weekend of a summer which hasn’t been here as yet.
A beautiful day and the orb spiders - encouraged by the long wet - are constantly busy building exquisite webs.
The Magnolia is sending out the odd late flowers and the Canna lilies, resplendent in orange, yellows and reds, stand higher than a man.
Floods, fires and revolution are not present in this part of the world - not today anyway.....butterflies and brilliant coloured birds are more common.
There is only so much focus I can afford to give to the underlying worldwide conditions. For balance sake, I draw a quieter breath.
Spending time recording and then listening gives me the lyrics of these recent songs almost as a mantra in my heart and head.
It’s a very pleasant spot in which to take a break.
I’ll give a few treeferns a haircut and go to work.