The shortest day. I NEED SPRING! I enjoy autumn and usually I find the weeks before Christmas atmospheric in a nocturnal sort of a way. But this year I'm struggling; perhaps it's because we've had a long run of grey, grey days. I'm not especially tired, I'm not depressed, it's just I feel like I'm at a low ebb that will only lift when spring is in the air. Hopefully a bracing winter walk or two will be a cure.

 Anyway, today is the Solstice so the wheel turns and the days start getting longer...