There is a warmth on the wind.

Even in the most mild of winters there comes a feeling of weight from short overcast days, bleak landscapes and a lack of smells. The winter wind is a kind of nondescript-blah, sometimes cutting, but also lacking. I appreciate the endurance and will-power the winter encourages, but when the sun shines brightly and we break 50 degrees for the first time in months I get a sense of relief. I think: this is the moment for change! I dig out London Calling, hop in the car, roll the windows down and drive.