Having enjoyed a blissful 2 weeks at home with my family amidst open fires, hearty chortles, my mother’s food and holiday cheer, I’m returning to New York today. Going to miss adventuring to tops of hills in darkness, rain and fog, the crunch of frosted leaves underfoot and the apathetic yet communicative gazes of the sheep I pass on walks. Yes, I will throw pictures at your eyes soon.

Hope you’ve had a merry happy something.