a diminishing scatter of morning clouds, temperature risen by half a dozen degrees, a change of wind... the afternoon brought the kind of autumnal day that seems to be almost perfect, blue skies flecked with puffs of transience, warm sunlight upon a cooling breeze, given deciduous woodland it could have seemed an imaginary place... a day for a walk, to leave behind the incomplete clutter, too late for yangmingshan a cycle to xiangshan, a wander around quiet paths, the southern hills receding into the gathering haze... the rabbit hole still in chapora...