Strolling at dusk.
A good samaritan on the Rivulet and a ride out to Cornelian Bay.
Neighbourhood walking with books and produce on a cold afternoon.
Umming and aahing and waiting for a friend.
Sad that a favourite place is being forced to close.
Walking between rain and wind and leaves.
High winds at Cornelian Bay.
A walk in the dark after relinquishing my iPad.
1701 that is really 1702! Still a birthday podcast on an exquisite day.
Footpaths and poets and an evening sky.