Bad Hare-bell Day

I went out for heather but the harebells won out.
Heather extras.
Otherwise, many Norfolk calls today OT, surgery, district nurse, care agency, etc. Thankfully a lovely carer has filled the breach.
Phew ... for now

Summer was like your house: you know
where each thing stood.
Now you must go out into your heart
as onto a vast plain. Now
the immense loneliness begins.

The days go numb, the wind
sucks the world from your senses like withered leaves.

Through the empty branches the sky remains.
It is what you have.
Be earth now, and evensong.
Be the ground lying under that sky.
Be modest now, like a thing
ripened until it is real,
so that he who began it all
can feel you when he reaches for you.

(From The Book of Hours II, 1 - Raina Maria Rilke)