Circulation; a word I don’t think about much, most of the time.  It’s on account of my cold nose and toes and fingers that it comes to mind.  Because of the lack of it, the impairment of it.

I have just come back into the warmth of the kitchen.  The dog and I have been exploring the local ‘community forest’, a leash-free area.  Leash-free allows me to wander at will, without the dog restricting me.  I can go where I want to go.  I can stop and take macro close-ups of tiny mushrooms and mosses and sniff the dampness they grow in.

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