It has been a beautiful day, the gales and pounding rain gave way at last; anything that could be blown about was and has ultimately come to rest, somewhere.
I walked too and from work, no doubt the exercise was good for my heart and it was certainly good for soul.
There was sunshine to behold, taffeta clad crows turning over the rain sodden fields happy I imagine not to beating their beaks against frozen ground, rabbits by the score ducking and diving under the gorse bushes, birds singing in the copse. The clouds were peeling back off the tops of hills.
I’m not fooled into thinking this is Spring, I’m quite happy with it just being a bright day and just about everyone else I’ve met today has been in the same frame of mind.