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April 6, 2015

Not Far

Monday. A troubled night's sleep night before last, a sleep straight through last night, no way to predict or explain either one. We'll not complain about sleeping straight through to the alarm and setting out to breakfast on a colder, but clear and soon to be sunny morning. A good start to (a dry) week after reading in the Times this morning that California is having trouble with a drought.

Best to start the day well informed.

Little chance of that.

Later. Pretty good energy and so some futzing around with the usual stuff before heading out to take the day's set of apartment house construction site pictures. Again, it looks like they're making progress, but I suspect much of it is happening out of sight inside.

A bus downtown because I'd just finished shooting when the bus arrived, a walk into the City Center to have a cinnamon roll and coffee at a table in the sun, a walk then to Grand where I waited on a bus. Didn't feel like walking the rest of the way back to the apartment, didn't feel like stopping at the 7-11 look-alike for something more to eat, just felt like getting home and hanging it up.

And thus the day has gone. I'm wrong about the weather people saying clear this week. A 100 percent chance of rain late tonight, fifty percent tomorrow and then some chance on Friday, Wednesday and Thursday evidently will be sunny and clear. What does this matter in the scheme of things? Nothing I'm aware of, but it is something I watch and occasionally think about when there's something coming up to photograph on the calendar. The Cherry Blossom Festival starting this weekend in San Francisco comes to mind.

Evening. No sign of rain at eight in the evening, but I turned on the heat in the living room for the first time in so long I can't remember when. Shouldn't surprise, I suppose, but there's been an awful lot of time this winter running not the heat but the fan.

I'm attempting to watch a Father Brown at he moment, couldn't deal with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, so we'll see how far this takes us into the evening. I suspect not far.

The photo up top was taken at the Saint Stupid's Day Parade with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.