I give thanks for the sight of the moon peeping through the marbled clouds later - not easy to get a picture of as it was very dark so you'll just have to take my work it was very easy on the eye. For some rays of sun peeping through the mostly trowelled on ones this afternoon...oh well, at least I didn't get parts exposed ready for the glorious promised weather sunburnt in my travels to areas of town not travelled to or through before...and I give thanks for the glorious fragrances of flowers and shrubs in gardens I passed instead.
I give thanks for getting my ends trimmed in a hair salon where I was the last customer of the day so everything felt very relaxed and laid back. Hairdressers are not my natural environment so this was particularly appreciated, as was the fact that the stylist had curls herself, just scrunchied back off her face, and didn't try to sell me a 'style'...
I give thanks for nearby neighbours being unusually muted in their activities when I returned so that I could enjoy a documentary about photographer Jane Bown with lots of silent shots of her wonderful black and white photographs. I can be so much more still inside when other people aren't rampaging around but I was grateful to do a little (quiet) sewing done and get some prepared for a pedal to the floor session next time it's noisy.
I give thanks that Beck's back on BBC4 and I've an invitation to go dog (short) walking tomorrow
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