Green Cleuch

For January, the sun was warm and I was soon rolling up my sleeves to keep cool. The sunny weather must have transported my subconscious to spring.

I was running with no particular route in mind, just going where the mood took me. I found it strange when I realised that the still relentlessly early sunset was approaching and had formed no part of my accidental route planning.

Darkness would have been no problem, I just found it interesting that it was possible to forget.