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July 18, 2021


Sunday. To sleep at a reasonable time I seem to recall, to then awaken at six-thirty after one of my longer night's sleep, perhaps making up for the uneven night before when I spent most of it watching the clock click off the hours. OK, a new morning: clear skies, sunny, off to drive to breakfast to park and enter the indoor dining area, turn on the lights and settle in with the papers.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee, finishing up to start taking pictures and discover I'd forgotten I'd started charging the camera's battery yesterday and had forgotten it was still sitting in the living room charger and not in the camera. No earth shaking pictures this morning, I'm afraid.

Home to fiddle with yesterday's entry before posting, retrieve the now well charged battery to put inside the camera and start here, finishing before eleven.

Oh, and to take the blood pressure again. It's been inching its way up these last several days and it came in at 132/83 last night before bed and 126/72 this morning and so I'd taken the blood pressure med for the first time now in weeks. It was 118/65 when I got home. We'll watch it throughout the day and contact the cardiologist's office tomorrow with these last week's readings. Get this behind us.

Later. A high of seventy-two degrees this afternoon, not that I stuck my nose outside to find out. Finished watching the first season of House which I think is more than enough watching of House for the while. Took an hour long nap around two, so whatever sleep I got last night wasn't enough. I'm guessing. The blood pressure is good, which is good, and now evening approaches.

Evening. Nothing on television I wanted to watch. I get the impression the public television stations haven't raised enough money during their usual breaks and so they've been extending these fund raising sessions, the programs they run in them usually (almost always) of no particular interest to me. Not sure what that might mean. To bed before nine, to sleep one can only hope soon after.

The photo up top was taken at the 2016 Temescal Street Fair with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.