Debbie and I got up this morning and went to the DMV (the Department of Motor Vehicles) and got our driver’s licenses renewed. Back in California, that was a two-year update, but here it is for eight years, and that will get me to age ninety-two. I even passed the eye exam without wearing any glasses. So, there is a good chance that this is my last visit to that noble institution. Yippie?
I fussed around in my garden for over an hour, Candide-like, kind of enjoying myself and the world, and the beautiful day. How can one maintain their upset mood on the oncoming climate disaster when it’s such a beautiful day?
I came in and wrote a blog about a Universal prayer, combining my hopes and several major prophets’ prayers. It could have been published, instead of this quickie about my mundane day, but it should simmer for a while and cook into my being before it is exposed to yours.
About an hour before sunset the sky was looking so great we decided to walk up Pilot Butte. It’s most of an hour up, about 500 feet, and only a little quicker back. My cellphone said I did 11,000 steps today. That’s nothing compared to what I was doing back in Berkeley, where I ran marathons occasionally, but now it is … something.
I was really tired and was surprised when I took my blood pressure and got a 120/60 – 55. Geez, that’s a score a high-school athlete in training would envy.
We lived and lived and nothing happened. All the same, it was a tiring day, and I enjoyed living it.
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