Monday Lights out by ten, to sleep reasonably soon after, awakening at six. Not bad and so up to walk to breakfast under clear skies, arriving at the usual time to enter the dining area, turn on the lights and settle in with the papers.

The oatmeal, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, finishing up after nine to walk home and take pictures of the usual suspects, the sun bright, the attitude reasonably good thinking maybe we can cheat right here a bit to get the last three of these image links in.

Home to take the selfie in the lobby and settle in here at the computer, nothing planned, as always, for the day ahead.

Later. I'd pretty much run out of gas by the time I'd almost finished the above, another sign this reality of mine needs to change. There's been some recent news stories on how much exercise it takes to achieve and maintain a reasonable amount of muscle tone and energy and the results of these studies is interesting. Just a few minutes of fairly vigorous exercise a day is enough.

My daily workouts with the small bar bells, for example, just eighty iterations at a crack, was evidently enough to aid in my case. But I, of course, stopped doing them some time back. Maybe start again, see if I can't take steps that will clear the head of some of this tiredness business, change the rut.