It started raining yesterday around noon and it's raining still as I look out the window at nine in the morning. I hope it doesn't cause any of the participants in today's lunch to drop out as some of them have to come some distance to meet everyone here in front of the old building. The attractive lady members of the group, anyway, as there are a number of them. (A proper get together lunch always involves attractive ladies, otherwise why would anyone show up?) I'm significantly older than all of them, but still, good company is still good company if but only for an hour.

OK, it's raining, but the head is feeling good and I'm in pretty good shape given the shape I've been in this last year. What to do with a rainy day? A rainy day in the middle of a drought? A good opportunity for photographs, these rainy days, and I'll certainly take a camera with me to lunch for attractive ladies in the rain photographs, but whatever else? I was thinking there's only so many days left when I'll be able to get out the door on my own steam with a camera over my shoulder, why put them to waste? Where's all that flickering brain energy, the little sparks that drive us forward, onward through the fog?

You're repeating yourself. You've said this same thing many, many times.

Later. Fourteen of us for lunch. A good lunch, although I managed somehow to sit at the opposite end of the table from the “attractive ladies”, but that's my fault. Such is life.