Saturday. Shorter, less rambling, more concise; shorter, less rambling, more concise. Repeat that over and over throughout this day after wresting with yesterday's entry, trying to fix the son of a bitch before posting.
And so you start babbling first thing this morning?
To bed before ten to awaken at five-thirty. Ah, well. Up and out the door without the East Bay Times again, heading out early, the sky clear and the sun getting ready to rise over the low eastern hills. Passed by this at the bus stop located under Highway 580 on Grand. A story there of some kind.
The oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast and then the walk back to the apartment, one of the pandorea buds having bloomed since yesterday. Took one or two more pictures on the way home to include that mobile fitness exercise van parked across Grand. Oh, and a shot of the construction site building temporary door, just because. The mood good, the Climate March coming up soon and I need to get ready.
Later. Checked one more time to discover the Climate March was being held at noon at the amphitheater on the other side of the lake and not at the pergola at eleven at the base of my hill. OK, packed the cameras and set out for the amphitheater to find a large crowd around a bandstand listening to a folk group playing climate songs. (Climate songs?) OK, pictures. Of signs, mostly, but still pictures I should be able to use.
The walk back took longer than the walk to the amphitheater, sitting down more than once on benches to, um, take the air. I'm thinking enough pictures for two sections of photographs, but for the signs people were carrying, not for people's interactions and expressions that I'm usually after. But we'll worry about that when they're done.
Evening. One section of photographs processed, another to go. I hope there's enough for another. Either way, I've done enough pictures for a day.