Close to 4pm. Weather's serious about it now. Fierce rain, more ice than water. A few people rushing through the office yard for the tramway. A few young guys apparently gave up on that, sitting in a large meeting room some floors below, watching obscure video clips on their laptops. A cold and windy grey encompasses everything.

Close to noon. Day remains white, pale, cold. Adding some forest green to the corners of the rooms, spilling some sparkling light all over it. Snowflakes dancing with the wind again. A quiet comfort in everything.