I didn’t go for a walk this morning. It rained. The rain had started before I awakened, when I came to I could hear the water being thrown on to the window by the wind. I knew I wouldn’t have been able to go out, actually, it was quite nice to stay in bed.
The rain persisted until about midday, when not only did it stop, but the sky mostly cleared and I was able to walk to the end of the high street. A feature of this time of year. Are the fallen leaves. Pavements can become covered, and on occasion quite slippery. There were people out and about with leaf blowers, something they must be quite skilful at because in the couple of minutes we were in view of them, they brought a big pile of them together.
There is a gentleman whom I see quite often at lunchtime he feeds the birds at the waterfront. Mainly pigeons, but also a lot of starlings, gulls and sometimes small birds. The birds have come to expect it, because they started gathering before he had arrived. He told me that he does this every day.
I stood for a couple of minutes at the waterfront, next to the ferry terminal. The tide was in, there was no slope on the ferry ramp. There was a small, slightly strange boat black on the body, yellow superstructure. Very small, I don’t know if it was an official craft. Or just colourful.