Just had a walk around some of the nicer city suburbs for a couple of hours. Pleasant and leafy, and with a slight other-worldly aspect thanks to the clear night sky and the brilliant moonlight. The temperature had dropped tangibly by the time I was nearing home, I could feel it in my fingertips - by no means an unpleasant sensation.
I heard the lovely hooting sound of an owl, and saw two foxes.
Freshened up and sat in my usual chair, a snack of bread and butter feels like the nicest food ever.