Middle Meadow Walk

I woke early and worked in the ' office'. Then to Moray House for an odd day and a rousing discusion with a naive Marxist. Not many of them about these days.

Bought a present, but no kettle. The street performers were back on the Royal Mile. Not many spectators,though.

I love the view down Middle Meadow Walk. The leaves are going very fast.
Chilly evening. A quiet night in, I think.