Cold Dark January in Lockdown
After snowfall and frozen water came the ever lasting rain, leaving everything a permanent damp. That unmistakable smell, much like open moorland but without the fresh air and wide open spaces. Sadly in a large city in January lockdown it is not as easy to escape to these wild spaces. One has to look much closer to home to observe nature and be rejuvenated by its all encompassing presence. It is something that I miss much indeed but perhaps the real trick of life is being in the mountains and moors whilst confined indoors. Master this and the world is yours.
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