A rough week followed by a damp week.
The coming rain was necessary, it was spring after all and we'd had an unusually dry winter. I needed space... Head space away from the outside noise to think things through and hopefully make adjustments. Summer was coming and I wanted to be free in spirit when it finally arrived. A week or two of rain would keep my mind off everyday things and.. the farmers would be happy as well.
This one hurts more than I ever would have expected after such a short time
I wish you only good things
You will be missed.