Dear Reader,

During some days I feel cranky, tired, in a bad mood and the perception that nothing significant was done, that no progress was made and that no good seed was planted. I suppose that I become a late owl to prevent such feelings: the calm of the night gives me the opportunity to focus inward, to claim back space in the day that drifts away so that I can make up for the time spent differently.

Some days ago, before going to bed, I asked my son: “How do you learn to do something?”

He answered immediately: “By doing it again and again and again.”

Maybe the days were not wasted.

Maybe some good seed was planted.

Until next time, nurture your garden with faith and hope!