sat on porch today, on blanket, under blanket. morning sit.
more ground has been uncovered. kamana has me noticing the layout of the land, the shades of colors where before i only noticed what kinds of plants or trees they were. the blue in the snow, where the clouds are in the sky.
cold breeze from the north, but still the smell of the earth. six crows flew high overhead, then two more following. five gulls, south to north. a flock of songbirds, too far for me to recognize.
miss my tree, my quiet space, my place in nature. growing accustomed to being inside these walls all day long again. lungs are still heavy and energy is still low. might venture out tomorrow for a good sit.
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