The plumber was at the house yesterday. He took care of the necessary -- clearing out the main drain, the optional -- rerouting the outside spigot to a more convenient location and less prone to freezing, and the anticipated -- connecting the sink in my eventually darkroom.

Gack. It's Wednesday morning. I didn't anticipate not getting this posted last night. I did, however, anticipate seeing more of the moon when I went out for my walk yesterday evening. It was lovely when I looked out, with the clouds racing across its face; by time I finished what I was doing and headed out the clouds had moved it and the forecast rain had started to spit.

I had a lovely walk regardless. Anticipation is sometimes whatever you make it to be.