Weather...

...its good in England or bad, its whether we put up with it. It's a relief to have a couple of whole days in a single row if good weather. Being outside makes such a difference, not penned in, not fetted, open and expansive. Your body feels more alive, your mind wakes up, your senses reach out.

I'm reading a book about the Little Ice Age which lasted from the 1300s to the 1800s so they say. Not so little for one person's life. Fascinating reading about the Norse discovery of what were to become the Americas, probably named after a Welsh merchant in Bristol who funded Cabot's voyages. They not only used currents to swing round and down Newfoundland but benefitted from the Medieval Warm Period which cleared coastal Greenland and the neighbouring seas  of glaciers and pack ice and allowed year-round settlement. But they found the indigenous people of America too hostile for them - presumably the only people that the Vikings did find too hostile given how they marauded and settled from Greenland to the Ukraine and, by subsequent generational proxy to Sicily (disguised as Normans).