It is beautiful out.
Despite the depressing work situation, it is positively gorgeous in the world outside. Daffodils, sunshine and the twinkling sound of song birds.
I drove to Perth the other day. It's just over an hour straight north - drive over the firth (one of the biggest suspension bridges in the world), through the Kingdom of Fife, and hang a right at Birnham Wood - the very forest of Macbethian fame.
It was freaking awesome. There were pheasants at the side of the road and mist was blanketing the hills.
Part of me aches for wilderness. I cannot wait to have a few days off at Easter for grass lounging, sea watching and all manner of non-city-ish past times.
In other news: T-minus 3 days until Swedenborg!
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