warmer air but still woven with a damp chill, a lazy day rising towards a walk over towards tiger mountain, paths busy with umbrellas, the light getting heavy, bright and colourful sky to the west promising rain but offering up bright oranges, pinks and purples through the trees, the sun lost behind xianshang as the drizzle begins to find us... descending to a familiar temple from an untrodden path, a viewpoint over the city as the west burns and the weight of raindrops increase, a downpour where the colours begin to dim, descending by lamplight, the sound of a stream...