Maybe it’s the warmer weather – but I feel the need to express things, a little differently.

This week has flow. You know? I know.

It started with a delightful weekend camping in the New Forest at Toms Field with family and great friends. We cycled to the Royal Oak in Fritham, enjoyed their beer. Moths were spotted and identified, including the beautiful White Ermine. And we enjoyed the British weather in all its glory.

My daughter Keira is seven, and she is blessed with what you might call a sunny disposition. I felt humbled watching her skip through puddles on a drizzly final day at camp singing “It’s the best day ever”. And boy, right then she meant it. How motivating.

And on went the flow.

Yesterday and today.

Journeys into and out of London with multiple connections, all seamlessly made.

Purposeful, genuinely interesting meetings.

Reinforcing great connections, making great new ones.

Sharing ideas, loving listening.

A few days of jigsaw puzzle pieces, perfectly fitting.

Flow. Tomorrow? Hope so. You?