Itsy easy

 Going to bed early  and reading in bed yesterday evening paid off this morning with a happy early rising and no problems with a stomach pains and the like. These are all things to be considered when the age of the body is more than sixty seven years and most of life has been spent.
Not that this matters in any larger context, it just enhances the wishful thinking that there will be a second life for this awareness somewhere. And this is just wishful thinking. The machine says the time is now six fifty eight in the morning, the watch agrees. The feet are turning colder now, the temperature is only eight degrees beyond freezing at the window.

Get up and put on two pairs of socks. A simple solution, insulate the body's own heat.
That is the way to succeed.

A view in the mirror shows a week's stubble has formed, there was never any great growth there, but now this has crept up and spread itself all over the facial skin with the exception of the cheeks, the nose and the  forehead. Of course there is no hair on the lips. Imagine that! Hairy lips! Not nice at all!

The brother is due to arrive in Landshut today with his family. It will be good to see him and it will be necessary to prepare the mind for the unqualified comments of his wife, a keen amateur photographer herself. Yes, it is perfectly true that the trade practised for thirty years is just a matter of pushing a button and mucking about with a computer afterwards. Sure, all true.

Why disagree?

Itsy easy

The show will confirm her abilities and make her happy.