Welcome to Tuesday. The frost over the Sussex Downs is invisible this morning, but you can see it if you look away, in the wrong direction.
Pale flashes from a reinvigorated star are cracking through the clouds left over from a heavy night. So here's a picture of yesterday's sunset, taken from a day which no longer exists, except in the far west. The glow has started fitting in with my evening commute, a luminous key opening up vague memories of spring time and pancakes.
Enjoy your day, wherever you are. Change is coming.