Peak through the window

A small original workers cottage in my neighbourhood. But it's part of a larger parcel of land the property developer owners have destined for 'progress'. Best I get in on a series of blips while it still stands.

Strangely my hands are sore tonight. Stranger still they don't seem to ache up mountains. Maybe it's a cool damp change in the weather. Maybe they didn't appreciate getting a bit cold on my bike too and from work and they're telling me they wanted a bit more protection.

A productive day with a few other things caught up on once I was home. Nice to hear from Dad his Father's Day card finally arrived. If you missed yesterday here is his virtual apple pie.

Bed.