Discombobulated

A metaphor for the state of the world, encountered on my short walk between dramatic showers. Part of my occasional Still Life on the Run series.

Somewhat good news about S's mum. She has cracked a rib, which accounts for pain and breathing difficulties, so is currently in hospital on painkillers. R went to see her today and persuaded her to eat something. Fingers crossed!

Yoga this evening. Unfortunately Eric has gone back to extreme poses, possibly because H wasn't there to complain. T and I struggled with several of them, and stretched muscles we didn't even know we had. We still got 20 minutes of lying down meditating at the end though. The weather was terrible on the way there -- lashing rain and thunderstorm -- but luckily had stopped by the time we left.