Saturday. Awoke at a quarter to six after what I'm guessing was a good night's rest, up to walk to breakfast dressed warmly enough. Almost enough. Cold and clear, to arrive before seven and find the restaurant dark but for a light on back in the kitchen and so opened the dining area door, turned on the lights and settled in with the papers.
The single pork chop (a regular serving comes with two), eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, finishing up before nine to set out for home, a picture of a Lyft scooter lying on the sidewalk, scooters on all the sidewalks these days, another of what is to me a new brand of scooter still sitting in place waiting to be used from yesterday, the Lime scooters along the lake (no people to include in the picture this time) and then home for the selfie before settling in with the computer (and its funky monitor) to crank out yesterday's entry. So far OK, the head clear, the day ahead. The Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos street festival starts at ten ahead?
Later. Checked the online bus arrival times, packed a camera, got ready to set out for the bus stop and then stopped, put the backpack and camera aside and realized feeling pretty good or not we're not going to photograph the Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos street festival. Might as well understand it and probably most others like it aren't going to be photographed again.
Still, a decent day, I could at least get out for a walk and so over by the lake and then on to pick up some Chapstick as the lips have been ragged since I'd run out of the last batch. And so out the door with a camera in the backpack to walk to Lakeshore and Walgreens.
Approached the lake, taking a couple of pictures as I headed down to the shore, noting the number of volunteers busy cleaning the water. And so, entering the white column pergola, took a two pictures of a couple scooping stuff out of the water as I approached and, as I got closer, saw this just beyond where they were standing just as they noticed it as well.
Someone had evidently set fire to a homeless person's belongings just before I'd arrived. Couldn't tell who, as there were a half a dozen people nearby, one on the phone to 911 reporting the fire. An explosion (I'm guessing something like an M80 or cherry bomb) detonating in the fire got all of us briefly ducking our heads and looking around. Figured I'd seen enough with this and so took my pictures and went on to the Walgreens to buy the Chapstick, returning to find three police cars at the pergola and the fire truck that I'd seen arriving as I was leaving had gone. A picture of what remained.
OK, something a little different for an outing at the lake. There'd recently been an incident at the pergola where someone had thrown another homeless person's belongings into the lake itself and the video someone had shot had gone viral on the Internet and ended up being reported in the local papers. Bad enough being homeless, sleeping rough, to then have someone get on their high horse and throw/burn what little they still have left. Would have liked to have shot a picture of the arsonist, introduce him/her to the world, but I was a minute too late.
Home to discover the University of Washington was playing Utah on television and so watched the game. Go Dawgs!!
Evening. Utah won. I haven't followed the Huskies at all and there seems to have been an interesting history there between these two teams from what the announcers were saying. Still Utah seemed the better team, my thanks for an interesting game.
And so no Dia de los Muertos today, although a picture and a blowup of a display placed along the walk inside the white column pergola, perhaps done for a couple who enjoyed spending time there. Some energy and thought went into its creation.