In fact it didn’t rain at all, which was disappointing as it meant that I had to make a pale imitation of nature’s work. I had planned to do a speculative shot of flowers through a rain drop covered window pane. My rain drops, created with the garden hose, fell short of the ever evolving unique patterns that falling rain produces, but it meant that the camera and I stayed dry. We also stayed cold, which I mention as it was the first time, since last winter, that had me wondering why I wasn’t wearing socks. It wasn’t “freezing” but it was a noticeably different temperature to previous days. This was a clear moment of change. At the end of the garden the sun was shining, still giving enough warmth to accommodate sockless attire; conversely, to be in the shade of the house, a distance of some 20 metres, demanded very substantial foot covering. There will be no sand in my shoes for a while.