It must be said that yesterday, the fourth of February was the day that everything changed. The sun, due to set at 4.57pm in Henley-on-Thames, Oxon, left an orange and pink blaze across the horizon until at least six o'clock, and the accompanying haze was also melon-tinted, as if someone had applied a gauzy filter. It's the kind of weather that can change a heart, or even a stubborn mind, because God (or Goddess or Energy or Love) was saying "Your shitty cold winter is nearly over. The dark days are diminishing. There's a horse and there's a sunset and life is good." Or at least that's what I read into it. Time to leave winter and your ego behind. Time to march into the future and to Regard Life's Bigger Purpose. Or something like that.