An evening at the end of the first week in November

 

inside the tree

    I believe that the short video clip above conveys the sense of the short periods of better weather among the solid blanket of light gray overhead and water falling all over than to say, say "it was nice sometimes" but one has to click the little arrow twice and then the full screen down on the bottom right or more or less that procedure to get some insight.

    Otherwise it has been D and beach, and woods, and village, and chance meetings here and there, and two nights straight at the public house juicing and yakking to whoever is closest. Also there is the rare treat of watching commercials that I've never seen or imagined, but muted sadly. And football which is frantic because they show clips of other games while the one you were watching there is the void of the guys standing around trying to plan what to do next.