Out of the darkness

The seasons are turning and I'm starting to travel home at dusk now, not in thick darkness. It's always a great time of year, with the promise of spring hovering in the frosty air. The mornings are bright and days are getting noticeably longer. And the countryside is waking up a little: more birds singing, more skittering in the undergrowth, more deer looking up startled through the leafless branches as I tootle past.

Not long now until the evenings really start to light up and we think about changing the clocks to make the most of it. 

I love the hopefulness of this time of year.
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