folding the time

Yesterday felt like something of a washout. Heading to bed, I was trying not to think of the last week as 'x days lost, days when I really had a zillion things to do'. I was trying to encourage patience, compassion, permission to be ill and recover in my own time...

Anyhoo, as I powered down the house for the night, I went to blow out the candles, and remembered that during Columbo, I tried my hand at making origami kusudama blossoms.

And I thought that, despite the glumness of the day, it had still managed to bring forth colour and light :-)