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Sunday. Lights out by ten to awaken at six-thirty, running a little late, but at least the East Bay Times had arrived by the time I set out to drive to breakfast (on another overcast morning). Felt pretty good as I most often feel pretty good just after getting up and through breakfast, breakfast this morning being the oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee. Still taking no chances with cured meats or whatever else it is that brings on these late morning ocular migraine adventures. I'm too old for adventures. Too many adventures.
Have no idea what I'm going to do about Art & Soul today, although I'd be a complete wuss if I flake and don't make an effort.
Later. Decided to take the usual D5 full frame camera with the 70-200mm f 2.8 lens in the backpack and leave the second 24-70mm lens mounted camera behind, feeling clear headed and ready to set out. I shoot so few pictures, even fewer of which turn out, with the 24-70mm camera on an outing anyway, better to travel lighter and see how it goes.
A bus to the 14th Street entrance and over to the stage in front of the Oakland City Hall, finding a series of dance groups performing and able to get close to the foot of the stage and take a series of pictures of a performance by a wheelchair bound man and a young woman without a left arm. The pictures by themselves were worth the day's shooting. Their dance was both unique and moving.
Continued then to walk the rounds I did yesterday, but staying longer this time, feeling better. Not tired, not fuzzy headed, the sinuses not great, but not out of hand, and, although ready to go home sooner than I'd have liked, still felt reasonably good after spending a decent amount of time.
Evening. Didn't process more than half a dozen pictures from today's outing, put off writing here until morning and watched (sort of) a series of Endeavour episodes that the local public channel is running all day long during their pledge drive, their seemingly never ending pledge drive. Not an unusual end to a day, outing earlier or not, and not at all a bad one I'd say.
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