I took this when I got back home from dropping C off at the station. The shimmering heat reflecting on the door. I had to go and lie down for a bit, I think the utter lack of sleep, a touch of heat exhaustion from the morning walk and scampering along to keep up, the driving, and the effort to keep going, had all taken its toll a little.
Lots to talk about. I’m so glad he came to stay; he said he liked to come up on his own and seemed to enjoy it, allowing some time out and space, and the opportunity to talk openly about what is going on for him. I’m not sure I’d want to be that age again; it all seems pretty tough and stressful.