Two part day

The meat of the day was an online seminar, a bit of curate's egg. to be honest Me trying to get a handle on when oil fuels are likely to be mostly phased out. 2030 is my hunch, depending on a range of factors, but that feels like where we're headed, aviation apart. And hunch is all it can be since there is no plan, just targets.

Then, stir crazy, it was up the hill and into the woods. Into silence except for the odd bird call, and the scrunch of leaves underfoot. And autumnal fragrance of decay.

From the ridiculous to the sublime.