Where did the day go?
I do know. Up late-ish: 7:30. Breakfast over a video chat with Caitlin. We talked a lot about you-know-who, who was off with his nanny, and about Caitlin's work, and the fact that somebody in Bob's office had tested positive for Covid, but Bob had already had a negative rapid test and was waiting for results from the PCR test.
Newspaper. Run in the sun. I started down the path to Harris Park from Blackfriars bridge but had to turn back. The path looked clear, but the water from the thaw had frozen, creating black ice.
So I went a totally new route: along Blackfriars, across Wharncliffe, along Paul St. to the stairs and up to Edinburgh St., then to Woodward, across to Forward, left on Walnut, back to Riverside and straight up Riverside to the bridges, then up Queens Ave to home.
Which, it turns out, is only about 4K. It always feels longer when it's a new route.
Karen was doing a Zoom book club meeting at 2pm, so I did a bit of dinner prep, then went off for an abbreviated afternoon ramble. It seems I'm still in a reflective mood - in the photographic sense.
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| Market Square - nobody skating today |
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| Self portrait with building site - taken a block south on Talbot St. |
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| London's evolving skyline: our building to the right of the crane |
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| From Westminster bridge on York St., looking south |
Pretty much the rest of the day after our big meal, which today was a bit later than usual because of Karen's meal - 3:45 - was taken up with photography. After processing the day's paltry take, it was back down the rabbit hole to Monpellier, France, 2015. A sampling of the day's rescue projects. |
| Boulevard du Jeu de Paume |
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| Men play petanque (like bocce) under the arches of the aquaduct |
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| Cathedral porch |
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| Bicycle repurposed as street art |
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