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July 7, 2016

Spilled Out

Thursday. Lights out early enough, but an uneven night's sleep or, at least, a lighter than I'd like night's sleep, to awaken at quarter to six and start the day, heading out to breakfast on another overcast and cool morning, passing by a Black-crowned Night Heron sitting on top of a trash can looking, I assume, for breakfast. The camera ISO wasn't set high enough to catch him taking off or flying in focus.

A decent breakfast over the papers, a walk home noting this for the first time. Kind of nice, rather like it, framing the plants against the lighter colored earth. Potting soil? Doesn't matter, be interesting to see if it lasts.

Later. A slow morning, half of it spent lying on the bed listening to the various local public news programs while nodding off. Up finally before two in the afternoon to walk over to the burger drive-in to bring home a grilled chicken sandwich, the first time in some time I've been able to talk myself into eating one. It was good. Doesn't mean it won't be another month before I have another.

Still overcast as it moves into the late afternoon. There's a demonstration scheduled in front of the City Hall at seven tonight to show support for the men killed by police documented in viral videos. The local public radio news mentioned two thousand people had signed up on Facebook to say they were going to attend. Been a while since I've photographed one, day or evening.


The younger retired me would go, the older retired me is fighting the idea. I suspect, although I'd like to go, the stay at home me will prevail.

Evening. Watched Democracy Now, skipping out on the demonstration at seven. Still overcast, although we had some brief periods of sun earlier, not the kind of weather that makes you want to go out, let alone downtown. So there. Here. Whatever.

Another slow, but not altogether bad day with little or nothing getting done. A large breakfast and lunch after getting on the scale under one fifty-one this morning, maybe all that food slowed me down, maybe I'm just sitting here babbling and those are the words that spilled out.

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.