Friday. Lights out again at ten, maybe ten was too late as I didn't awaken then until six-forty after a long, if not pretty good night's sleep. Up once to take a leak, but that now seems the nightly norm. Don't believe the younger I needed to do that in the past.

But you're not sure. Memory and all that.

I'm pretty sure.

Had the oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast over the three papers. Clear skies, bright sun by the time I'd finished and so set out for home, again taking the usual set of photographs, but adding a picture of another flower blooming below the Lakeview School. Why not? Felt more comfortable carrying the camera, less jumpy, but remained aware.

The small V 1 camera?

With a longer, more visible lens. Slowly emerging from our shell.

Nothing on the schedule. Seventy-one degrees out there at ten-forty, they're saying a high today of eighty-one, somewhat better than in these recent days. Supposed to get down to a high of just seventy tomorrow and then a high of sixty-five on Sunday for the Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos festival. Good photography weather. And I do need the pictures.

Later. Not a bad afternoon, threatening more than once to head out to get for something for lunch, but ending up watching a Law & Order episode or three, the various news programs and then the third World Series game that started after five. Otherwise nothing more to show for a Saturday.

Evening. Watched the game. I guess I'd have to say I'm a Dodgers fan as I was finding the game somewhat depressing as the Astros were in the lead pretty much from the beginning. Bailed finally and listened to the last couple of innings on the radio. Tired. No interest in the tablet. Lights out early.