Path to South Pond

On a will it/won't it day of sunshine, clouds, drizzle.
Very slow start then into town to pick up the Sensodyne I'd paid for then left behind in Boots on Tuesday. And now a slow afternoon. This is what Anna and I call a plain day (she'd read that description in a novel) when nothing is planned and one just floats through the day flowing, or not, with whatever presents itself. Rather nice from time to time.