Friday. It's eight-thirty and I'm back from breakfast and the papers feeling pretty good. This “pretty good”, “pretty good” routine gets old pretty fast unless you're actually experiencing it, I suspect, and then it's, well, pretty damned good and gets ever better with repetition. So good for me. They're saying sun today followed by an El Niño fired solid week of rain, some five to twenty inches depending on the area. Good old El Niño, we'll give you a pass this time, but we're watching closely should you let this kind of thing extend into spring.
No, I didn't hang any pictures last night, but my heart was in the right place. The filter I was waiting on arrived at six-thirty in the evening and I'll take it out later and give it a try, better today in the sun than tomorrow in the coming rain. The picture framing project is still making progress and I have another month's images (some forty gigabytes) to finish putting on DVD's, all of this making me nauseatingly cheerful. I put “more cheerful” in the same category as “pretty good” by the way, probably unnecessary to say.
Later. Still the sinus-head in a bubble disconnect, but a good long walk for all that. A bus ride downtown thinking “what in the hell am I going to do downtown?”, the sun peeking out now and then, but the hour still early with the overcast and the fog still around. A small cup of coffee at the Fountain Café to consider my situation - what to do, where to go? - like a stuck phonograph record except they don't make phonograph records anymore. A walk over to City Hall, a TV or film shoot of some kind going on, nothing there fort me really, particularly since they usually don't like guys with professional cameras skulking about.
A walk then back to the apartment, taking a different route than I usually take when I reached the lake near Children's Fairyland, finding an image or two. Just walking, people passing by, a picture here, a picture there, my, my. An Egret sitting up in a tree. Would have been nice to have a telephoto lens to bring it in closer, but no regrets. I hadn't realized Egrets get up into trees, but why not? They fly. Not as if they need to worry about heights.
We wrote that just after getting back from the walk and proceeded to experience one of those “hallucinatory” disconnects I've talked about. To bed to lie down for an hour, a cup of Rice Chex with milk to fortify the stomach and the soul and now back with the head reasonably straight. I keep thinking, well, they'll probably go away one day so why bother a doctor? We probably need to bother a doctor, but Monday I think. Three movies just arrived from Netflix. There has to be one I'll find worth watching. We'll put off the doctors til next week.
Let's see, no sun now in the afternoon. No rain either, but I suspect we're heading into this week of rain they've been talking about. Plenty to do here. No problem with that. I used the UV-IR filter on the photographs this morning, but didn't switch back and forth with the UV filter to test for a difference. But we'll get there. We'll do it. Eventually. No need to rush. This overcast light is nice, it's almost always nice, so maybe we'll take a look with two filters later. I talked about using one and the other down the street after dark. I may do it if I can convince the slothful photographer to venture forth at night. Here in Oakland.