Pink sky scramble

Pulled the curtain... oh there's pink sky... where's my shoes, where's the hairbrush? I figured a shower could wait, but the sky wouldn't! It had even changed in the two minutes it took to get to the beach, blushing from pink to orange as the sun rose. 

The rest of the day was less splendid. Work meetings going on too long, and inevitable errors on a new system as it cuts its teeth (and I pull my hair out). 

But this evening, a helpful hypnotherapy session has ironed out the crinkles of the day, and a whirl in the kitchen making fajitas, and some gentle mum-therapy to J.

Sweet Tuesday, it's almost middle-week, hope you're all doing well :)