Sun
Yesterday, after the little airport pick up Friday night, I was pretty beat. Played some BG3 - in vain - and planted some flower seeds. Fitting for a 7 of pentacles day where it seemed like nothing in the material came to any source of meeting of my wanting.
Today is Sunday, I pulled the Sun. Possibly bridging that gap between my desire and the world of the immaterial, Yesod. There is hope in the sun, a sort of fullness brought upon by the realization of the here and now. Basking can only go so far, there is a burning aspect to it as well.
