Birch wood

Just a trip down to Morningside and Bruntsfield. Quite a slow amble. take a rucksack, but I make sure that I am carrying it on my left shoulder. Not muh catches my eye blip wise, so when I get home, and after a wee bit of extra painkillers, its a short walk to a local park. The sun has gone behind the clouds and the wind is a little cooler. The birch wood I walk through manages to get some sunlight though.Then its Back home to collapse on to the sofa.