The season turns, a blanket of frost, a flurry of snow and other harbingers of the approaching northern hemisphere winter with its hibernation of the natural surrounds emerge in the air and we prepare to batten down the hatches. Although a recurring phenomenon at this time of the year in the temperate zone, there is added on this occasion a poignant resonance to the enforced limbo from the global health crisis that is only just now tentatively receding.The pandemic turned the old predictable world on itself. Yet it also curbed somewhat the background noise that has forever been the daily companion to modern life. The strange recession of the incessant din of traffic, the enforced curtailment of travel near and far that saw cars parked up and planes grounded, has…
