Feeling much better this evening after sleeping all day. To Granada Park.
Then to coffee. Yankees are playing but not much into it. Several shots.
The home project, put off while the temperature hovers too high, presents.
Move my Mexican Bird of Paradise from pot to a dedicated location. Mañana.
It takes a long time to process the photos in the painterly manner. Patience.
I've been coming here for years. Several regulars. Everyone more or less keeps
to themselves and it feels strange that way sometimes. When I'm waiting on
the pictures and haven't got any interest in reading, I would rather socialize.
Presently in tub. Totally relaxed. Cured, eh?
Way over what's her name and see the why.
Pitied her on account of confidential issues.
Very rough life behind the mask. Milady?
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