Charged and Ready
Sunday. The sun shining this morning, all of two or three people at my usual breakfast cafe, the head reasonably clear, the attitude better. For some reason I forgot to throw a camera over my shoulder when I left the apartment - I've done this a couple of times now recently: a break in this long ingrained habit? - but fortunately I didn't notice any breathtaking photographic opportunities before, after or while reading the paper. This is a good way to start the day, any day I would say, Christmas Eve included.
We've had three sharp small earthquakes this last week within a three day period, all of them centered near Berkeley right next to Oakland. It felt as if the building had been hit by something, a short jab that said you'd better get to cover because if this continues the whole building is disintegrating. Except they didn't. Last. Which is good, of course: the building coming down and everything. Made me wonder if all my camera batteries were charged as you couldn't count on electricity with your city in ruins. I assume I'd want to take pictures if I survived. Silly me. Here in Oakland.
That's your thought for Christmas Eve? Charge your batteries?
Well, among many. Fewer negative feelings now that the solstice has passed and the days are getting longer. Not sure if the head will get better or worse this coming year, but I'll know soon enough, no need to think about it this evening. Meanwhile I'm sitting here with a bottle of sake or two in the larder, my shopping done for tomorrow's Christmas dinner and the camera batteries are charged and ready for the morrow.