I give thanks for my bed, a mug of redbush tea and a good book when I'm bad at sleeping.
I give thanks for not sleeping all day as there was much correspondence still to be attended to about repair and mis-management issues here...and many buckets of rainwater to be emptied.
For the joints being in better humour than over the last few days so I could get on with domestic chores and sewing alterations
For some enjoyable tennis at Roland Garros to watch in between
That I spilled frozen fruit on my clean floor...because I could just pick it up and carry on using it of course!
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