Good morning! Today is the first day I noticed the clangour of geese completely replaced by the horny chorus of spring.

I started the day with pyjama calligraphy practice–I'm both rusty & didn't get very good to begin with! There's something very sensually satisfying in searching for the exact pressure, the correct soft chiselling sound, just the right sudden shocking bleed of black that makes just one stroke 'just right.'

May we find some new joy today & let it buoy up all we do. Off I go!