I chose to walk to work this morning, I had to budget enough time for a few pauses along the way
(you knew I’d take the scenic route)
Although maybe it was just as well I didn’t drive this way, the lane was a bit icy.
It was very pleasant, I found some moss that looked like sea anemones
When I got to work, the first thing I was asked was ‘What on earth have you done to your eye?’ A quick check in the mirror revealed that the cold wind had made my eye water and my mascara had run (if I ever knew how to do elegant, I’ve lost the knack) and I looked like I’d been beaten up, which would explain, the sympathetic sort of smile and nod of acknowledgement I got from the lady I walked past at bus stop. Oh well.