Unfinished. Windy rainy day in late November, gloomy and dark. The only streak of color is a leaf holding on to a maple branch by some miracle, and most likely not for long. The end and the promise of a new return.

Saturday morning, which most people in the world call afternoon, is the perfect time to treat yourself to a long warm shower fallowed by a nice warm cup of tea with something sweet. There is no need to rush anywhere and nothing to worry about.