Days are still short in February; sometimes evening catches me by surprise at this time of year. We had a lot to do today after our few days away, and I ran out of day long before reaching the bottom of my To Do list; my walk today was in deep twilight, a pragmatic walk incorporating as many errands as possible. Some days are like that.

Holy Trinity Church at the top of the High Street in Rayleigh keeps watch over the town, its glowing clock a gentle reminder of time passing.