Cold ears, cold nose, cold fingers, and a chilly wind poking around the gap between my jeans and my t-shirt on the beach this morning, are confirmation of the start of my least favourite season. At the same time I look forward to those walks in the worst of the weather that mean the beach is once again the province of me, my dog, and my thoughts.
There are a couple of unresolved issues stopping me from concentrating fully. I need to focus.
Similarly, the resolution of a number of unfinished and barely started works is proving annoyingly elusive. Things not quite right about certain aspects, proving to be a constant niggle. I might get somewhere if I could only think about just one at a time.