This is what I miss in winter, when
the days creep short and evenings
are spent indoors. I miss being
outdoors. We are evening walkers.
The softer light, the cooler air,
and the quietness after the daytime
walkers have left to head home. I
love these last few hours of light
and the way the skies change. And I
love the unplanned trips down the
coast. Finishing work for the day
and just getting in the car, as we
did on Thursday. We’d planned to
have a walk at the lagoons, but John
Muir Country Park is a quick drive
for us, about thirty minutes away,
straight down the A1. So when
Richard suggested heading to John
Muir instead, of course I said yes.