8°C, rain then sun

Sixty miles of backtonormality. I didn’t mind that it rained all morning, the rivers are all very full and absolutely everything in this country is wet. The rain has been heavy enough to wash all the clay and slippery diesel from the roads. All is left a a covering of dark brown shiny leaves.

I’d like a lightweight sturdy digital camera to take out on days like this. It needs to be able to record colour faithfully, to have some exposure control so no point-&-shoot will do. There are turquoise patches between clouds, deep orange to red bits on them offset by grey-purples. The wet roads sometimes take on these colours too. I thought in a painterly way as the miles reeled by.

 

My fingers smell bitterly of Araldite.

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Interesting BBC webpage covering a topic we discussed in a staff meeting entitled "teaching helplessness".