The skies opened a couple of days ago and sheets of watery downpours are feeding the land. I await the green to return and the parched, brittle browns to give way. Thank you all for your generous well wishes after my last blog post. I’m sorry I can’t reply to them all as I usually do.
In the depths of confusion and heavy heartedness a Hawthorn Shield Bug landed on my hand during a break in the rain. I stood and watched it rest awhile, its verdant antennas twitching; before flitting off. It was a gratefully received interlude on my journey towards familiarity and joy. I have become determined to not let my anxieties get in the way of doing the things I love, especially appreciating the beauty close to doorstep. For now, that has to be enough.
Thank you all for your kindness.