Only a few hours left to the end of the year on this calendar we have all learned to go by, that we have printed and digitalized and to which all clocks in the known world are officially synchronised.…
Waking up on a misty Autumn Sunday, calm and silence out there, after the night of fires (Bonfire Night, fireworks, crowds of people, each engaging with their own yearly rituals). This feels a gift of a morning. I am…