the arrival of an unexpected packet of lavazza coffee beans meant that the ongoing murk beyond the window was met with a smile through steamed and scented air... the last week the upper reaches of 101 have only been sporadically visible, Yangmingshan even less so, the mix of cloud and mist casting a pall, leaving impressions of familiar shapes risen within... today the break in the weather came in the early afternoon, the lightest drizzle floating on warmer air, not a day for the hills or a bike but enough to take an hour or so and wander over to one of the local markets...