Winter is slowly turning into softer weather, the cold turning into blue skies.
And our walks are friendlier now, and covered in less clothes and scarfs and gloves and hats.
It is so good to see the green re-appear.
My brain is moving into lower gears, too.
I was nearing a melt down of sorts, with the speeds I was functioning.
And sleep has returned.
For now I am just finding my feet, rearranging my thoughts and getting on with getting on.
Much happening in this year. And it all feels really really good.
It is good to move on
It is good to be home