Harlequin...

...Just when you long for a seven spot.

Heat...

.. Just when you're yearning for heavy grey skies full of the promise of huge beautiful white flakes which will (with any luck) fall deep and crisp and even.

(And if it cut the village off for a day or two as well...
..So much the better).

Sigh.

I'm working again, after quite a long break.
Which is nice.
Honestly.

Is it bad that I'm daydreaming about how to have a legitimate day off? :-)