Chanterelles

With A taking L to a 09:00 appointment, I walked Django on a morning that started damp, but was sunny and warm by the time I was nearly home and chatting with a runner I'd never met before, even though he lives on our street. We both seemed pleased to meet, and exchanged names. Similarly, although it also involved some bottom sniffing, his border collie and Django hit it off immediately: they were running around together and had to be recalled twice. Earlier, I'd found some inedible mushrooms, but then a small collection of fine chanterelles (see extra).