Last night I slept for seven hours! I feel like a new woman. Seven is a much nicer number than four, which is the number of hours I've been averaging the past few weeks.
Today I felt spritely enough to take my camera for a bit of a walk. Other than work stuff, I haven't taken many photos of late. It's hard to see the beauty of the everyday when your eyelids are heavy and your brain cells have disappeared into the night.
:: a lonely rose that smells like fruit salad
:: today's blue sky
:: nature's sculptures
:: passionfruit ready for the picking
How is your week panning out? Are you feeling spritely?
Happy Thursday to you! The weekend is almost here.