Friday 27.11.2015

Dithering: "to be nervously irresolute in acting or doing". Not nervous but definitely irresolute with a couple of hours to spare this morning. Christmas cards? Chores? Reading? So in the end a walk`s the only thing even though the sun had already disappeared and we knew it was going to rain. :)

Stages of rainfall:
- desultory spitting as we walked up the hill and the clouds settled overhead
- short sharp pelt of icy stilettoes (or maybe stilletti) just as we walked out of the trees and into a clearing
- drizzle, occasionally given a swirl by the gusting wind
- the sky darkening, a steady rain, patterning the puddles

Hot shower, hot coffee, warm glow. In fact enough of a glow to light up a small town.
And no more dithering, time`s up - we`re away to Inverness to see Billy Bragg. :)