Hidden Sunshine

I felt unaccountably gloomy yesterday. A poor night's sleep may have been a contributing factor. Or frustration over a project that ought to have been quick and simple, but instead turned out to be slow and complicated.

Grey skies weren't helping much either. The sunshine disappeared on Saturday and had not been seen since.

I wanted nothing more than to hunker down at home and crochet. By myself. (I think hormones were affecting my mood as well.) But Monday is not a day for solitary snuggling up with yarn - there is work to be done, exercise to be taken, elbows to be rubbed on the job and at home.

So I started with the exercise and took a morning walk. And on my walk I found the missing sunshine. It wasn't far away - just around the corner, as a matter of fact. It had all fallen into this tree:

And from there to the foot of the retaining wall below.

Out of the wind, where it would feel safe.

Piles of golden sunshine, the last flicker of autumn's warmth, all tucked up and hidden - until now.

I'm glad I took that walk.

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