Since The Operation
Monday. Plenty of sleep last night, the product I suspect, of thoroughly rotten television. Rotten to the point not even I was willing to watch and believe me, I'm finding myself willing to watch miserable stuff these recuperating days in Oakland. But I digress. The day is sunny, the air is crisp and adventure lies ahead. Adventure always lies ahead if you're willing to search for it (he said with perfect equanimity, totally divorced from any sense of where adventure can you, many of them uninvited and less than wonderful in these days of unemployment) and I'm thinking the local zoo would make an interesting first trip. It's not all that far from my front door says a Google map.
I didn't shoot many pictures yesterday, less than sixty, about one a minute, which means there weren't all that many good ones in the group. I should have pursued one or two subjects further, made sure I'd gotten something good, but I didn't and I'll salt that information away for the next opportunity that arrives. Some subjects, for whatever reason, make good pictures. It's just a matter of holding out until they give them to you. They're not shy, it isn't really a matter of invading their space, it's more a matter of sticking with it and waiting. He says again. And again. And still forgets.
Mr. K sent me a proper hat, by the way. Much better than I was able to come up with at my local hat shop. I will wear this one, yes I will, just as I wore it this morning to breakfast. Yes I did. Oh, and it needs to be worn ‘arse backwards’ so as not to be confused with some ‘merican dilettante come over on a weekend pass.
Later. There are many little kids running around with their parents at the Oakland Zoo on a Monday just after noon. Yes there are. I was thinking it was a Monday, maybe it would be less crowded and I suspect, in retrospect, it was less crowded than what must be utter mayhem on a weekend, but it has given me an idea of how many not yet old enough for kindergarten kids there are in this world. A sobering realization. I am not complaining. No, really. It was worth it. I took some unimaginative pictures and, I suspect, missed many of the exhibits. Next time I'll look for a map. Yes I will. I promised more get out the door activity around here and I mean it. Here in Oakland. (Oh, and I turned my neat new hat around so the bill didn't bump the camera. How cool is that?)
Later still. A good day. The head clear, the energy good, better, I think than it's been since the operation.
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