the skies,
and the autumnal landscape as we set off not long after 2 into a cold, head-clearing wind.
For weather it beat Sunday which was a day of fierce squalls. We waited for them to blow over but in the end went anyway, got wet and a bit cold, wobbled through the last, very dark part of the woods but as we emerged were greeted by a beautiful silver three-quarter moon which seemed to have appeared out of nowhere with the express purpose of lighting us home. One of those magic moments.
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