Monday. To bed not long after eight. Or was it nine? Probably nine. Awakened at quarter past six to get up and out the door in reasonably good shape. More mentally tired than physically tired after all of yesterday's running around, looking forward to finishing the pictures today. Which I'm guessing is a good sign.

Another sunny day, they're saying all the way through and beyond this coming weekend. A two strips of bacon, country potatoes, eggs over medium, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. Why not after clocking in at one-fifty on the scale this morning?

Um, bacon? Cured meat? The ocular migraine thing?

Two strips of bacon haven't been problematic in the past, but no appointments scheduled or places I need to be later today and so if it kicks in, it kicks in right here at home and the only downside is it confirms I'm crazy. At the moment I'm feeling well adjusted. Modestly well adjusted.

A walk back to the apartment, taking one or two pictures, the newly planted oak tree near the restaurant one and then this one, depressing to see. Unusual in its starkness, but not unusual to find.

Later. Remembered toward the end of the morning there'd been an Elementary episode last night and so watched it on the tablet in bed. They're getting better, but after next week's episode, the last of the season, the pundits are saying the network will likely cancel it for the coming season. Life, however, will proceed.

Sat down at the computer and listened to the Sally Yates and James Clapper testimony before the Senate Judiciary subcommittee as I processed How Weird Street Faire photographs and seem to have happily completed them in what is now the late afternoon, happily in the sense I'm still up for continuing right along and put together the web pages. Two sections without a single photo to spare.

Evening. Listened to Democracy Now! play in the living room as I finished and then posted the How Weird photographs to artandlife. The time seems to have whisked right along with me just along for the ride.

So a good afternoon and now evening?

I'd venture to say upbeat.