stumbling into light through the curtains, the scent of coffee opening up a sky patched with blue between lighter clouds, no rain, no rain forecast, cool breeze through the open window, shards of green over on Yangmingshan, the first day in what feels like an age to set my path towards the slightly higher hills... the trails are less busy now, the rains of the last couple of weeks leaving a debris of leaves along the paths, overspill from small streams...up towards the summits, leaves reddened and golden beneath the constancy of green foliage, distances caught clear in a north east wind, autumn whispering of other places in the out of bounds world beyond the island....