Winter is here and life in Somerset is icy. A few nights have dipped below zero (Celsius). While we have piled up all the knitted blankets, shawls, sleeping bags and doonas from storage and are cosy under them at nights, it is very much not cosy outside of them.

We have had a few days in a row where we have needed to de-ice the inside of the van, mainly the sunroof:

Condensation condensed from mist to ice with science probably

My partner in life has the mad itchy feet and I am inclined to feel the same. Because of this, we have been planning and preparing a trip to Spain and it looks like we timed the trip with the weather accurately (more or less). We have made a lot of deep connections and lifelong friendships in Somerset in the time we stayed though, and I know I will treasure the time spent here learning, laughing and creating.

As always when travelling, the excitement of adventure is tinged with sadness in parting. But there is nothing we can do but shrug the sadness off (I chose ¯\_(ツ.)_/¯ as my preferred shrug), update the contact addresses list and hope to catch everyone on the so-called flip-side. And look forward to making new friends and connections in the Spain-Portugal-France area for 2017. 

Also looking forward to doing more textiles when my hands defrost! Already have the sketchbooks out…