There is just too much potential. The moon does not need to be full in order for me to be hyperactive. Do I go gardening (with a million tasks to choose from) or knitting a scarf or embroidering or dyeing or sewing a warm bodywarmer? There are many days I am in wonderment that I haven’t walked in the forest but were occupied being creative or worked the soil.
Then, there comes always a moment that I need to replenish the lost time for not being in the forest. Usually I take the kickbike but this time I took the bicycle out again. I cycled beyond the river Drava.