Looks good outside, the sun shining, a day that will be devoted to getting the Solano Stroll photographs in shape. I have enough for two sections, maybe three. We'll see.

Later. Time on photographs. Lots of time on the photographs. A walk to the usual place for lunch, a BLT, ice cream and coffee, a walk back then to the apartment to work on photographs. Yes. But they're (at eight this evening) finally done, up and posted.

Ms. Y came by with her old Windows laptop and her new Mac Air to go over moving her old files to the new machine. I don't know much about Macs, but it wasn't all that hard to get the old data off onto a thumb drive and into the hands of one of Ms. Y's more Mac knowledgeable friends. So fine, she and her husband are good friends from the old shipping company, I've done small tasks like these for them in the past, except this was going on in the late afternoon when just a touch of an ocular migraine came along.

My, my. Again, not a strong one, but the brain got a little fuzzy and it was difficult to concentrate, so I quit early, lay down for a while to let the head clear before calling her to go over the last few remaining needing to be completed tasks. Life is indeed more complex as you get older. It is.

And it was last night you had sushi and sake, was it not?

It was, it was. The correlation, unfortunately, is getting stronger to the point even I have to recognize the fact.

So we'll get some guitar in before we go to bed (maybe), not as much today as I might like, but not bad for a weekend with a street festival that seems to have produced four sections of photographs. I'm not sure what I think of them, other than they're OK. One or two of interest, the others more a description of the event as it unfolded, nothing more, nothing less. But again, I never know how I like them without a few days to get my head around them and settle in. Maybe other photographers go through the same thing, I'm not sure.