Patterns in the palms

I went out for a walk this afternoon hoping to find some inspiration but it was sadly lacking. This was the best I could manage. Still, it has been a fairly productive day. I made three more pots of jam this morning, enjoyed the usual chat with Patrique, the fishmonger before choosing mussels, sebaste (ocean perch?) and squid for tonight's dinner. Dessert will be the remains of yesterday's Summer pudding. Sheffield United lost their sixth game in a row. How the great have fallen. Perhaps it is time for a new manager.