Sunday. To sleep after ten to awaken briefly at five-thirty and then for good at close to seven, getting up feeling just fine, whatever “just fine” feels like in these later days, and heading out to drive to breakfast under a steady rain, arriving before eight to park and enter the restaurant and the back dining area, turning on the lights and settling in with the papers.

The single pork chop, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, finishing up the papers by nine-thirty, the rain coming down quite a bit harder as I exited the restaurant, but lightening up a bit just as I headed for the car, driving home and taking a selfie in the building lobby, the first without wearing a mask in a while. I'd worn one driving in and settling down at my table, but somehow forgot to put it back on when leaving.

Yesterday's entry wasn't really an entry, in the sense of conveying any information. Some effort to make it at least readable, subject, verb, object and all that, before posting.

Kind of like what you've just written here.

Kind of like what I've just written here.

Later. An interesting obituary of Harriet Glickman who convinced Charles Schulz to add a black character to his Peanuts strip in 1968. Reminded me of how little I knew of the racism that still permeates the culture in those times, not that I'm any expert today in my seventy-seventh year.

By now I've had the advantage of having made a number of African American friends who've given me, if I'm honest, more than they've received. Something of a lesson. Don't usually read obituaries (other than to check their ages), but this is the one story that stood out this morning over breakfast. No black characters in newspaper comics before 1968?

The rain pretty much eased up later this morning, but still ended up watching a 2019 golf tournament on television.

A short walk up my street to the construction site after the tournament to take a series of pictures to note if there's been any progress. I haven't looked at it in a while and wondered if they'd stopped construction with shelter in place. Can't really tell as they could have accomplished what I'm seeing in these pictures before the coronavirus caused them to stop.

Evening. Watched two PBS programs, Call The Midwife and World On Fire at eight and then nine, heading then for bed after ten.