Quietness.  Sun, warm.  Hung out with the hummingbirds.  Resting and trying to recalibrate.  I woke in the night unsure where I was and collided with a piece of furniture, feeling the upholstery in the dark to identify it and wondering why it was in the wrong place, wait, is it me in the wrong place?   Both?  Well, one of us.  In the end neither of us.

Clocks went forward last night adds to the feeling of discombobulation.