After work I saw robins--dozens and dozens, alighting on a tree, perched in the waning afternoon blue-sky crispness.

A group of women played on the playground equipment in Heritage Park. An Eritrean-American woman on the radio spoke about hiking the Appalachian Trail.

I read 30 pages of "The Patch". The birder expression for binoculars--"bins"--seems unduly prosaic.

I daydream about the desert.

Work is full of challenges, which I enjoy.

Breakfast: Kix cereal and skim milk. Lunch: three soft chicken tacos. Dinner: a chicken breast, a bit of whole-wheat rotini and a salad. Dessert: angel food cake with Miracle Whip and strawberries.

I'm watching an episode of the BBC series "Vera" and thinking about mysteries.