Brief

When I saw the mist clearing from the hills and some blue sky appearing, I contemplated extending Django's morning walk into a Pentlands excursion. But it went grey again and, but the time I was nearing home the drizzle had come on. My reward for the day was two small ceps that were included in an omelette shared with A at lunchtime. After that, it was back to work and then shopping. A fruitless search for uncooked quinoa (for the recipe that L had planned) left me miffed that, in the end, the place most likely to have it was closed by the time I'd exhausted the two supermarkets. A first world problem, of course. 

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