Out By Ten
Thursday. Another what I'm assuming was a decent night's sleep (the memory is spotty in the mornings) to awaken before six to get up reasonably coherent and get ready to walk to breakfast. Another sunny day, some high fog disappearing to the north (or northwest?), a decent walk to, and an avocado and cheese omelet for, breakfast. We'll see if there's any ocular kickback from the cheese later.
I've been futzing around setting up the new camera. You usually make these settings just once and then you forget what they were after a year or so, the settings, and so I find I've needed to go back, read the manual again (parts of the manual again) to figure them out. I only bring this up to encourage me to continue. There must be over a hundred settings that can be made and, I suspect, there are one or two I'd like to make for my kind of shooting if I knew they existed.
Otherwise there's stuff coming up over this weekend and the idea is to be ready, the cameras in good shape and the photographer in as good a shape as he can manage.
Later. A bus to the ATM on Broadway and then a walk downtown to take the usual set of Latham Square photographs. They appear to be laying the last Broadway traffic lane and once done, I'm assuming they'll be finished. They did say June.
Just enough time afterward to catch the return bus home, passing by more street construction work being done on Grand near Harrison. For someone who says his photographic bent is candid portraits, I seem to be taking an awful lot of construction site photographs. And, to repeat for what will probably not be the last time, I don't seem to put in the effort required to shoot good ones. I will continue to think about that: habit, routine, pictures.
Off the bus at the 7-11 look-alike to pick up a bag of Chipotle Peanuts because that was all I was able to talk myself into eating. Well, trust your gut. In the past the choice would have more likely contained some form of sugar. Sugar coated peanuts? They make them.
A swing by the lake to take a set of pictures to see how they were doing with what I'm still assuming is a paving project, overlaying the dirt walking track with cement. Have no idea if that's a good idea, but they seem to be digging everything else up around here, might as well take on the lake as well.
Home now, none of the ocular stuff after the avocado and cheese omelet earlier, so maybe the cheese didn't kick in or the meds I started taking again are working. May have to talk with the doctor about getting more of them when I run out.
Later still. Followed up with the doctors, walked over to the lake again, this time with the new camera, to see how much progress they were making with the path reconstruction, watched The News Hour on television and then, tuckered out, laid down on the bed for an hour. Thus the afternoon.
Evening. Finally got around to working on today's photographs. Three hours to process thirty of them, although I didn't at all fight doing them once I got started. Took me until late afternoon though to get started, listening to Democracy Now amongst other programs during the session.
An Inspector Lynley Mysteries episode at eight that I watched with some interest through until about the last fifteen minutes and then went to bed. Not sure why I didn't finish it out, but I didn't, allowing lights out by ten.