morning

Getting up and leaving the house early is still so difficult for me. Maybe I’ll get used to it as years go? (No, I didn’t think so..)

At least it is day-light when I leave the  house even if it is that preternatural misty white light of doom that makes you feel like you're in a mystery movie, or exploring some alien hostile world. Ok, perhaps I exaggerate slightly. Although you do see hostile looking beings with their pasty white faces, scuttling past clutching their umbrellas..

Spring is coming ok, but winter still not giving in.