Going Nowhere

My glass was more than half full this morning as I went out to time a walk to the Doctor’s surgery in advance of my vaccine appointment next Saturday. I don’t want to be late then, neither do I want to be early and have too much time waiting in a busy reception area.

The postie brought me the featured CD from daughter#1 who hoped I would find it a cheery accompaniment to my day and he also brought a lovely homemade thank you card from my granddaughter in Elgin.

My glass was still very full, so I made the Beremeal and Oat Farmhouse Loaf, although I forgot to sprinkle the top with oats which would have made it look so much more rustic .
By the time that was cool enough to eat for lunch with my Westry Wife cheese, the rain had settled in. My glass rapidly emptied; I put the heating on and settled in for an afternoon of reading. It looks really miserable out of the window now and I’m going nowhere.