a day that went nowhere

I sat down this afternoon with absolutely no idea what to write about. After a while, I decided that, rather than skipping another Sunday, the obvious solution was to report on having nothing to write about.There has been another sudden change in the weather. Just over a week ago, day temperatures soared to 30°C; starting Spring Day on Wednesday, though, they dropped again with startling efficiency, culminating in a freezing, wet weekend.Eva's peculiar sense of duty did not stop us from venturing out. She doesn't care about my work, the blog's statistics, whether I've been productive, or whether the world is currently going to hell. There is a walk to be taken. Therefore, there is a walk to be taken.And when the rain eased at six this morning, off we went.A foggy drizzle awaited us as we briskly went about our business. The fine mist clung to us from the moment we stepped outside, and within minutes we were approaching the same level of saturation we would have achieved by walking…