During our walk, we passed near the trunk of a tree. A fox squirrel clung to the tree, a few feet up. Beatrice felt excited to see this creature, but through my efforts, Beatrice got denied the chance to make a proper leap.
I went back home, did a bit of work, and began listening to music. I listened to ambient music in the main. In the late morning, I went to Home Depot. I had missed last week on a couple of nut and bolt purchases to do minor front fender repair on my bicycle. But in my failed effort, I had gotten the right width to put a bolt and wing nut. I acquired that bolt and wing nut, and got checked out by a nice woman whose ID badge said Edna.
At home, I successfully re-affixed the fender to the frame. This repair replaced the stick that replaced the stick that replaced the stick that did years of service as a repair stopgap. I was delighted with myself for getting it right. In our family, my wife is the handy and efficient one. I wish I could say I am completely inept, but the truth is more time-consuming. I can do many handyman things, but I am slow and a bit more subject to trial and error. So I feel the need to slog in, but in slogging I am not rapid.
When I saw the bike was in such better shape, I felt I had to try it out. I headed out at 11:55 a.m. for a ride. I rode on the Watters Branch Trail and the Urban Center Loop Trail. I rode for 2 hours and 15 minutes. I saw a few bird species. I only got one decent picture of a Great Egret.
I thought I saw a White-Eyed Vireo, but camera work suggests it is either an Eastern Phoebe or an Eastern Wood PeWee. I must parse it out a bit.
I went to Taco Bell for lunch. After lunch, I went home and listened to more music. I got into a discussion on Twitter with a Twitter person I follow about the day job v. the artsy job issue. I am grateful that I like my non-artsy day job. I know not everyone has the good fortune of a job or a job they like.
My wife had gone to see the new Charlize Thereon action movie "Atomic Blonde" with a friend. I passed on that movie because it looked too violent to me. When she came home, we headed to El Pollo Loco for dinner. The staff at El Pollo Loco seemed a bit overwhelmed on a busy evening, but the chicken was good.
We walked after dinner in Glendover Park. Now we are watching an episode of "Foyle's War". This has been a good day.
breakfast: frosted flakes and skim milk
lunch: three soft shredded chicken tacos
dinner: two grilled chicken breasts (skin removed), one grilled chicken wing, two corn tortillas, broccoli
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