Loud

Louder in large.

I just love zinnias, especially the tiny flowers within the flower, and their violent pinks and purples always cheer me up.

Yoga yesterday had a dramatic effect -- I didn't ache physically today, but I felt very weary. I think my body is busy rearranging its energy flows. Hence I didn't go far for my blip and I spent quite a chunk of the day on the sofa reading Peter May's The Black House on my Kindle -- as recommended by Cynthia.