Aaand relax

My hour-early finish today got usurped by an hour and a half's researching of previous work by a former colleague whose industrious nature was matched only by their enthusiasm for undocumented passwords.  Le sigh.

I finished up and took a roundabout route on Mirabel to the shops in pleasantly mild temperatures to look halfheartedly at bedding, and I took a couple of wide-ish photos of clouds, but when I was riding home again the sun was beginning to set, and the haar was rolling in along the base of the Pentland hills.  A handily open field gate let me get this rather nice, pastoral view.