On the towpath

What I can mainly say about today is that it has got better as it has gone on. I woke up with fearful worries, none that can be easily solved. Then I found I had a nice email from  a friend in his nineties. 'The Apple Thief of Bishopthorpe, ' as I tease him. (He's been raiding untended orchards.) Then I found I have  some lovely reponses on Blipfoto. It's strange what a picture  and a bit of scribble opens up. For the moment my worries are in abeyance.