Shoeless

Back to the Juno morning walking, a fine morning with company.

Work was a mechanism of mastering.

Ran up Arthur Seat, no courting couples today, sadly a wee walk up some of it as I was knackered.

Walked home in the slowly calming Edinburgh.

Out to the allotment for some harvesting, blight has got the tatties, ate the greengages that were left after the rain and picked more viccy plums.

Home and some football admin.