The apartment construction site was active as I passed it by, seeing one of what looked to be a number of scoop loaders busy. So we'll go out later and take a couple of pictures.

Later. A walk over to the apartment construction site to take what now seem to be the daily photographs, I guess I'm committed to doing this. Maybe think about how to make them more interesting.

You could find ways to sneak through the fence for better angles.

Not that interesting.

On then to the lake to find a small group of volunteers scooping out the floating junk that had been flushed by the rain from the underground streams that feed into the lake. It looks much better than it did yesterday. I was tired and headed home after ten minutes and a few hurried photographs. Not a good sign to be so tired on a day I have a guitar lesson scheduled, something I've learned through experience.

Later still. A bus downtown to the lesson to play, well, to play and wince for thirty minutes and then catch the bus home, put the guitar on its stand and take a nap. Try to take a nap. Tired without being able to sleep. Happens too often.

A walk to the burger drive-in for a turkey burger. Hungry. Really hungry. I'd had spaghetti earlier before going to the lesson because I was hungry then, but was surprised how hungry I was when I returned. The appetite comes and goes: some days you are, some day's you aren't. Still under the target weight so I guess it doesn't really matter. I'm still surprised at how maintaining this weight see-saw works.

Evening. Another attempt at a nap. Nothing on television until nine when there's another two hour Italian (female) detective episode of a series I've attempted to watch in the past and suspect I'll bail before it comes on. Don't want two really slow days in a row.