Monday. And so a good night's sleep, lights out by ten awakening ten minutes before the alarm to get up and get out the door without any particular effort on another overcast morning in Oakland. But a well rested overcast morning in Oakland. There's a difference.
A haircut appointment at noon. My barber/hair stylist is heading back to England on vacation and so we're getting a trim a little early this time out. The life for a retiree is filled with surprises and excitement.
Don't mind at all if this is as far as it gets with excitement and surprise.
Later. Caught the eleven-thirty bus downtown to go by the ATM on Broadway before walking on to have the haircut at noon. Cold out there, but not as cold as it was yesterday, still thinking it's been an odd Oakland spring. Maybe it's just the drought, makes you sensitive and clouds your memories of similar periods where it was indeed much as it is today.
The hair trimmed, next month's appointment made and so up the stairs to the City Center bagel shop to have a fruit cup and coffee at the usual table outside, finishing without hurry to then walk over to Broadway and catch the bus home. Off at the apartment house construction site stop, deciding I'd try taking pictures with the camera mounted with a long (135mm) lens.
Wasn't thinking construction site pictures when I left for the haircut, having changed out the lens yesterday, changes that are useful in forcing you to see potential photographs from a different perspective, rejuvenate the seeing a bit. Anyway, photographs of whatever it is they were unloading and that was pretty much it.
Later still. A nap. Good. More a zoning out to discover an hour or so has passed right on by, but a nap none the less. Up to listen to the News Hour and futz with the pictures.
Evening. Turned on the heat again. Nothing I'm able to watch on television, have yet to look at the tablet, although I suspect that will be it for the rest of the evening.