A walk through Hampstead Heath on a blustery autumnal day. This part of the Heath is wide open, with isolated trees standing up to the wind and rain.
My son runs from his mother and younger brother to chase the crows which have gathered in the open. They squawk and call to each other as he sends them scattering. The wind keeps blowing as we make our way slowly back to the car. Are those raindrops we can feel?