I started our walk this morning layered up, braced against a sharp wind which raked the holms, though by the time we'd reached Red Rise (a mile into our walk) I was down to a t shirt...and comfortable with it. Often I'll take time in Burley Old and spend 20 minutes or so practising with my staff (come on now!), today the stands of were unnaturally warm, so much so that after this morning's session I was actually sweating. That's not the norm for the end of the second trimester of autumn. Nice as these unseasonable days may feel, throughout this year, weather wise, it's become increasingly difficult at times to be certain of what month or season you're in...and that ain't right.
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