Well, the weather stopped being frosty and turned to rain instead. Morning was rather nice, and we had a spell of clear blue skies, but then it was wet. I commuted by bus, and didn't go for a walk. Feeling tired, but I'm not quite sure why. Maybe it was the early darkness falling. Lenght of day is now at 8 h 54 min, not terribly short yet.
(Posting title is from the poem Maximus, to himself by Charles Olson.)