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November 3, 2019

Make It

Sunday. To bed early, for some reason, to awaken then at four-thirty, blink, and awaken at ten minutes to six on this fall-back Daylight Savings day morning. I'm guessing I got enough sleep.

Drove to breakfast in the early morning light (nice to have early morning light) under clear skies to arrive before seven and find the restaurant dark, but the dining area door unlocked and so entered as usual to turn on the lights and settle in with the Sunday papers.

Finished up by nine to set out for the car to find it hemmed in again by another illegally parked car beside it, probably something to look forward to in the future more often than not. Still, I could see the oncoming traffic this time and so drove straight home to take the selfie in the lobby and settle in with the computer to futz with this.

Seems I did photograph the Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos street festival last year, I just didn't come up with enough photographs for a web section, so our inability to travel any distance (Fruitvale just barely qualifies as “any distance”) to take photographs isn't quite true through the last year. Well. Enough of that.

Nothing on the schedule for the day, let's see if I can prepare the computer desk to get ready to hook up the replacement monitor for Tuesday when the video card is due to arrive.

Later. Interesting, the cameras were all set for the correct date and time, only one requiring a small adjustment to the minutes.

A walk to the 7-11 look-alike for a pint of strawberry ice cream, which they were out of due, evidently, to the distributor having issues with their power being turned off for the fires. Shouldn't have bought a red raspberry substitute. If you're going to blow the diet every now and again, do it for something you really like.

Let's see: a bath, a football game and now the afternoon is close to done, getting dark an hour early. Oh, and the ragged lips are appreciating the Chapstick we picked up yesterday.

Evening. Seven o'clock and I'm thinking it's time for bed. That's not unusual, as I'd often crash around eight before the time change, but we need to tough it out. For an hour. I suspect we'll make it.

The 2018 Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos Festival taken with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 24-120mm f 4.0 VR Nikkor lens.


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