Snack

Not the same squirrel as a couple of days ago, a Pollok Park one I spotted on my way home via the riverside path. I liked the bright green moss.
A very quiet Saturday, I eschewed the parkrun feeling a tad off, Liv’s cold I suspect. I got a printed copy of the paper which took me far far longer to read compared with the digital version which I clearly skim over.
Catch ups with both boys, and an indulgent evening watching Fauda on Netflix, to be continued.
The noise of fireworks since 6has been relentless but very little to see.