8/3/2021 Ritual / Snowdrop Time in Sussex
Another week commences... It's a no run morning. It's the early ritual of sitting, watching the back garden, drinking a tea whilst reading a chapter (of Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer), before moving on to coffee. It's pausing to see what birds visit the ash tree. Magpie, pigeon, robin, bluetit, goldfinch. It's hoping the sun shows up today. It's meditating, then making a tea for Lisa and taking it in. I look forward to warmer times when I can sit outside at the front and see the sun come up over the city. I'm not so sure I'm looking forward to resuming life, whatever that means. I'm not that guy who can't wait to get back to how things were. I'm actually OK with this, to be honest. The odd trip to see friends, get to the sea, the occasional dinner with people. I'm that guy. I'm getting comfortable with the slow life. Besides, I have a lot of books to read and things to try and write. Don't make me go out there. I'
