Brisk

After a warming lunch in the church cafe I emerged into the November chill and paused (as I usually do) to reflect on a good lunch, pleasant interactions with the staff, and some relaxing "down" time before I get on with the rest of the day. 

If the weather and/or changing seasons suggest a Blip to me, I go for it. That is how it went today. 

In the time it took to get out my phone and push the button, that November air had travelled briskly up my trouser legs and was bringing tears to my eyes. 

What we do for a Blip...