The solitary pansy

Gosh it was cold today, a real reminder that winter is coming and I live in the south of the country. It had stopped raining by the time I left for work, so bike it was. Coming home it felt bleak and cold.

I found a wallet as I biked home. Fortunately for the young guy who lost it, he's now reunited with it. He'd been running and his little pack leaked his belongings. He found his keys and other bits and bobs too, so all is well.

I've run, stretched, and are fed and watered. Benedict is sleeping after a frenetic post-dinner bout of trashing the house ;-) After a day of learning to drive new software, I'm about ready for bed.

Oh, and the solitary pansy is the first to flower in one the pots at the door.