Tuesday. I did watch Father Brown last night, but bailed on Inspector Lewis and Charlie Rose, getting to bed and turning the lights out not long after nine. Managed to sleep until five forty-five before getting up and walking to breakfast on an overcast (some chance of showers later, they're saying) morning. A comfortable enough walk, the attitude reasonably good. I'd say.

The plain waffle with sliced fruit, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast just because. No East Bay Times setting out earlier than usual, but more than enough to keep me entertained in the other two papers.

Sun walking home and so the usual picture or two, but it's overcast and not looking all that good now that it's after ten. Whatever it does later today, they're saying sun and twenty degrees warmer then on for the rest of the week.

Hooked up the car battery to the charger this morning with the help of the apartment house manager and started the laundry. Good. The battery will need to charge until tomorrow morning, but at least it will be working again. The laundry is due in another hour. Or so.

Later. Laundry done, socks folded, the car battery charging and so a walk over to the lake to look for cormorants again, the sky overcast and a little dark. And there was a line of cormorants in the middle of their nest building routine, although my pictures weren't the best. We'll use another camera-lens combination and try again tomorrow (with the sun).

Otherwise listened to the news, watching this and that on the tablet, and letting the afternoon dribble along.

Evening. Checked the usual television suspects, but didn't find anything that drew me in. For whatever reason I find I can't watch the The Paradise series on PBS and Charlie Rose lost out after maybe five or ten minutes. A not unusual evening, in other words.