a leftover from a lifelong obsession

Slow awakening today, everything was slow and difficult in the morning. But then, as of eight thirty things pick up again, start a small job, make breakfast. The dentist's assistance rings to give a reminder for tomorrow's appointment. Thank her, and then wonder how getting up is going to work tomorrow. It is not going to be easy, but perhaps the knowledge of the appointment will provide the necessary impetus.

The day spent doing small thingsu again, a small amount of shopping, a small walk, and printing the pictures taken yesterday of the two sculptures, the one in Kumhausen, and the other in the Lurchhof. Both are quite in order, only the light of the winter evening was very blue, and the reflections of the blue sky are a bit of a distraction.

Take the car to the repair shop, and they agree that it appears to be using too much oil. They put a litre in, and then they say they will inquire as to the costs for a new cylinder head cover. Well, that will be a thing that will be discovered inside the next few days.

Return home and spend an evening, unsatisfactory, uhappy, locked up in the small room at the top of the house which has turned into that part of the house in which all activity takes place, reading, eating and sleeping. Also, the bit of photographic work that is still done. What a leftover from a lifelong obsession!