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June 21, 2015

He Said

Sunday. Discovered another movie I wanted to watch on the tablet last night and didn't get to sleep until, well, after eleven. Or was it after midnight? My fault, of course, but we were enjoying the movie and feeling pretty good after our enervating day and figured we'd at least sleep like the dead for the six or so hours we had left. Which we didn't. The old counting the hours, sleep to semi-sleep to sleep, wide awake not long after five to get up, edit and post yesterday's entry before setting out to breakfast, still wide awake. Go figure. I can't.

Anyway, a Sunday, the summer solstice, Father's Day, a day to, well take pictures. Sitting here now after breakfast at nine in the morning (spent two hours over the papers) feeling ambitious, none of the “nil” of yesterday. Let's see if it holds today, this longest day of the year.

Later. Stripped the bed and put on the new recently arrived sheets, replacing the old set with the fitted bottom sheet sporting an inch size hole. Never had that happen before. Yes, I have other sets, complete sets with matching blankets, pillow cases and covers, but for some reason I've been using and washing this one. Still, a sign of energy, moving the magazines and books around, stripping and remaking the bed, an independent confirmation the day has started well.

A walk over to the lake, nothing much going on, but a picture or two at the pergola by the fountain and then a walk down to the sanctuary area, something I haven't done in a while. A picture of the cormorant nests and two Black-crowned night herons standing in their usual on one leg fashion around the ponds. Haven't been by there in a while, maybe go back tomorrow with a much longer lens on the camera and spend the time necessary to catch a decent picture.

A walk from the lake to the nearby 7-11 look-alike for an ice cream cone on the way back to the apartment to then lie down and watch another movie on the tablet, still feeling, if not wide awake, then at least in a good mood. I'll put up with an uneven night's sleep in exchange for a good mood later in the day any old time of the week.

Evening. My, my. So many odd off the wall movies on the tablet and I found another one which seems to have kept me going until I got up to watch episode one of the nine o'clock British Poldark PBS series. I've managed to avoid so many of the current, set in nineteenth, early twentieth century England, series (not always for good reason), but I seem to have watched this one without undue damage. To bed now, I think. We aren't crazy enough to do two nights in a row of this late night nonsense. He said. Right?

The photo up top was taken at the San Francisco 2015 Carnaval Parade with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.