quiet day at the office

The Blip is not my office. I fled the scene mid afternoon (I blame the cabin fever virus) and went to the harbour for a coffee.

And cake. Well, lunch was skimpy & rushed.

Being the first sunny day since mid January 1968 after a dull, grey & damp weekend, I was desperate for a few minutes of fresh air. It wasn't even windy.

Bizarre. What's next? Spring?

Could be cutting the grass this time tomorrow.

Anyway, not an inspiring Blip. Still working out what the new camera can do.