the gentle art of mlem

Eva woke me up at 5:30am this morning. Weekend luxury. A full 35 minutes later than during the week. The last couple of days had been all rain and no sun. A damp, creeping chill had settled in, with night temperatures dipping into the low teens for the first time. Still, the intrepid lab and I set off within five minutes of getting out of bed. No hesitation. No negotiation. This morning, though,…