Better

[smokingboot]

After a bad start, yesterday became a heart-warming parade of gifts including great advice, a jamboree bag of pretty rocks, incense, new age mineral/flower third-eye opening brandy substitute and a curious supply of shrubs from ancient Earth Goddess, Nora next door. I have accepted most of her offers out of a complete inability to say no. One of them is honeysuckle, a favourite of mine.

It's not my birthday. I have no idea why all this luscious earthing stuff has turned up, but it's rather lovely.

Night into morning is a good time.

Sleep well, you!