The wrong music

I started my day walking through the peaceful, snowy woods listening to the new Ludovico Einaudi release and came home feeling chilled (but in a good way, not the frozen to the core kind).

Then I whizzed off to the gym and ran for the first time since August (have been suffering from a heel spur caused by being very wonky) I didn't run much but it was enough to remember why I enjoy it so much and went home feeling rather pleased with myself.

This feeling of smugness didn't last long, I had a German lesson at 12 and I felt as though my brain had completely stalled, it's all Luduvico's fault. It wasn't even as if we were practising something tortuous like the passive or the conjunctive (shudder) but rather a tense that doesn't really exist in German - the continous (going, reading etc.) so it's not that tricky, unless your brain has been chilled anyway.

I had a couple of photos from earlier today that were perfectly blippable, then I remembered Katja was coming. Katja has the dubious pleasure of teaching both my children German grammar and she does an amazing job, given the reluctance of both pupils. I had planned to process this into b&w but I love the blue of her eyes too much, if only I were clever enough/had the software/patience to keep only her eyes blue...a project for the future maybe.