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Here In Oakland

Art & Life


November 27, 2019


Wednesday. Awoke at five-thirty and turned the radio on down low until six to then turn on the lights, get up and get ready to set out for breakfast, the sky dark, the streets wet, the air cold after however much rain we'd had last night.

A picture looking back under the 580 Overpass. Where did all the leaves come from? Under the overpass? Wind? Can't think what else. Arrived before seven to find the restaurant open and people inside and so settled in with the papers, talking with the owner who mentioned one of the waitress's car had had two bullet holes in its door after the shooting during the robbery across the street Monday morning. Twenty-five hundred dollars in damage. Better a door than a waitress, but still.

The two strips of bacon, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast because I couldn't think of anything else, finishing up before nine to then walk home under a still dark and overcast sky, nice to finally get home, take the selfie and settle in with the heater on now two days in a row, they're saying more rain over the coming weekend.

Later. Lots of clouds, but the sun shining through and so a bus to the Broadway ATM, a free bus back to Grand and Webster and then a walk home, thinking to take care of it in case it was raining the day after tomorrow. Good, the afternoon begun and so lied down for an hour while listening (sort of) to the radio before futzing around with stuff around the apartment, downloading the manual for this new iPhone (crappy manual) to see how to do some of the more necessary things like putting the ring on silent and adjusting the volume. Simple stuff on the earlier phone, less obvious on this one.

Evening. Stayed up to watch the first half of Midsomer Murders, one I soon knew I'd seen before, but had no idea who'd done what to whom. Went to bed rather than stay up to find out before nine. I'm thinking these evenings are all looking much the same.

The photograph was taken at the 2018 Portland Wild Arts Festival with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 24 - 120mm f 4.0 Nikkor VR lens.