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July 4, 2016


Monday. To bed and lights out at eleven, last night, to get what I guess was still a decent night's sleep as I awoke at quarter to six and went through the usual routine without complaint or discomfort to drive then to breakfast. It is a holiday, after all, no cost to park.

There's a “family friendly” Fourth of July event at Jack London Square later this afternoon. No fireworks and the events are focused on children and don't interest me for photographs, but it's the only one close enough and easy enough to get to that I know I'd be willing to go if the mood were right. But we'll see.

Later. I managed a bath and then a brief walk over to the lake and back. Not many people about, although there were a number of walkers circling the lake, and so nothing I could think to keep me from returning to the apartment. No desire whatsoever to go to Jack London Square and, it being Independence Day, I figured it was perfectly fine to be independent and do as I liked.

As in hide inside?

Well, maybe not quite hide, but who knows? A little slow, a little tired, more for not getting as much sleep last night than anything else from the feel of it. Not hungry yet, although it's now mid-afternoon. Maybe get something later, maybe fix something here.

Evening. Not much going. Checked out Charlie Rose, but the interview was of no interest, a subject I've listened to and read about many times in the past: the intentions, difficulty and seeming success of the founding fathers (Founding Fathers?) in uniting these wayward states. So to bed, various fireworks displays popping in the distance, a local detonation now and again close by down on my street. Another Fourth of July and we have survived. Mostly.

The photo up top was taken at the San Francisco LGBT Pride Parade with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.