Cold

It took twelve minutes this morning for my hands to change from warm to painfully cold. Stopping at the confluence of these two waterflows to watch a miserable-looking heron huddled small (its twin has been kindly blipped by Grace) didn’t help nor did taking off my gloves for this picture but even so… And there is no central heating in my workplace. When the sun came out later it was actually warmer outside than in.
 
There are some not very excellent things going on with Derelict Thursday. See freespiral’s journal today.