Waking up to a rainy, warmer morning that prompted me to have a wee cuppa Irish tea and eggs on toast for breakfast. (That was a typical way I broke my fast in Belfast.)
Feeling tension leave my body as I stretched and balanced in yoga class. No wonder cats are so lackadaisical.
Sitting in the front yard of the church, back against an old tree, Bible nearby and book on my lap, doing a bit of sermon/Sunday School prep. Being near trees always makes me feel more grounded.