It was a good walk.

Life is rough sometimes. Good or bad, just keep on waking up and living. Life gives us each moment to be here, to greet it. It's up to us to open our arms and accept the river as it hits us. Fighting upstream is good now and then, shaking things up, demanding others to take a second look. But if all we do it push against the current, we'll drown before we have a chance to make any change.

A bare stand of trees

Marked, lonely, littered, barren

Even in Hell, Joy.

Also, starting my bread making journey this week. We shall see how this transpires.

Be Well.