Waiting

A cold Saturday, and another craft day for my partner. Usual Saturday chores done, and and bit of bike maintenance.

After lunch, I walk down to Greenbank to enjoy the yellow sunlight and to get my blip. At Oxgangs, a single person waits for a bus, but they do not have the view that I have. The trees have nearly shed all their leaves and the far off hills are a little hazy.

I get the bus from Greenbank to Morningside, and walk up to the craft fair at Holy corner. I do my usual job of providing moral support and providing coffee and afternoon snack.