I locked the workshop door yesterday at 2:30 and tightened the laces on my old running shoes. One more walk, I thought. Get one more in before Scotland. Off I went with a sense of determination.
I did my turn-around on the ever-lovely Blackfriar's Bridge a few minutes after three o'clock and pointed my nose toward Old South and home. My mind was active, thinking abooot my upcoming trip to Scotland. I'll walk a lot in Irvine, Inveraray and Oban, I said to myself. Hit a couple of hills on the way home. Do ya good.
["Thank goodness the public bathroom was open at The Forks"]
["Scotland's weather, according to forecasts, will not be as lovely"]
PS I'll be back for more good walk-abouts in Old Londontown in about two-and-a-half weeks. See ya then.
Link to My Morning Walk
Photos by GH