It's the year of the rat, a time of fresh starts, new beginnings and for me a reflective time to re-establish exactly what I want from life.
Exciting, especially as the wanderlust has really started kicking in.
I have a few plans in mind so watch this space and all will be revealed when I know how they'll manifest.
Back to winter. Anyone seen it yet? Yes, we have the grey skies, the rain, the cold snaps but even they haven't been that cold.
I caught a different bus route home and walked back through the woodland paths we have not far from here. I was surprised to hear Spring song from the birds and the catkins fully open. The wild parsley is already developed and there are signs the wild garlic plants are sending up their tender shoots.
Either Nature knows something or they are going to get badly caught at some point.
Regardless, I'm out doing my usual, walking away from home, catching the bus back. It's good fun and with so many walking routes to choose from, I have plenty of choice.
Next week it's back into London I think, take a look around and go to a Ramen House for lunch somewhere.
But for now it's back home and the reality of a load of washing which needs hanging up to dry indoors, one aspect of this time of year I never really enjoy.
