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This would normally be a clinical day, but since tomorrow is a holiday for us, we had the students come in and do skills competencies. It'a a half-day affair, and a great way to ease into the four-day weekend. I don't really like skills days, but it is easier than walking around the hospital for 8 hours, so I tolerate it.

The students asked me to take their class picture today as well. They wanted it in front of the old building, so we walked over and I took the pictures. It was the first time using my new camera for class pictures, and it worked like a champ. I have been using it so much that I didn't really even have to think about what I was doing with it. I like that it is becoming second nature.



The class of Spring, 2018.

It was windy today, and it made me crabby and gave me a headache. I kept my head down and my mouth shut, and got through the day. I came home and took a nap, and felt better afterwards. In the afternoon I walked in the park. It's the first time I have walked there for more than a week. Everything is the same. I walked about twice as far as normal, which is two loops, or a little more than three miles. It felt good.

Malida and I both have the day off tomorrow, so we will take the ferry to San Francisco and walk around taking pictures. It is supposed to be sunny and about 62, which is about perfect. I'm looking forward to it. I haven't walked around SF for a while.

I don't really have any big plans for the long weekend. Malida is working Saturday, and I am taking my car in for a recall, so I will probably stick close to home and get caught up on some stuff I need to get caught up on. On Monday I will head back down to the Bay Area to scope out the Point Reyes area in anticipation of my photo class field trip coming up in April. I want to get down there early enough to see the sunrise, so I will have to leave at about 4 am. Maybe.



I saw this on a white car parked next to me today. At first I took the pic so I could use it as my subject line, but decided it was a ready-made black and white image. So there.

I haven't been in much of a mood to write lately. It's like I'm out of words.

I had to get up at 5 today, but it was much easier after getting to bed before 10. I woke up in a remarkably good mood, that kept up throughout the day. Getting a good night's sleep seems to be working.

Malida got home from school this afternoon and was all hot to go out and practice photography, so I grabbed my camera and off we went. It was less than an hour until sunset, so we headed to the old part of town, where we could shoot for a while, then go have some dinner.



Malida concentrates. She's still trying to figure out f-stop and shutter speed, but she's getting there. She has to start putting together her portfolio for class, so we will got out again this weekend.

We had a nice dinner at the Brick House. I had a steak, but could only finish a third of it, so Malida took some for her lunch, and I saved the rest for tomorrow's dinner. They have the best Italian salad!



Creepy mannequin in a store window, with a bit of me in the reflection.

Along the Michigan Bar road.

It was a nice day, so I decided to go out for a drive and take some pictures. I had some breakfast first, then took off. I didn't have particular destination, but knew I wanted to drive along the Michigan Bar-Ione Road, and take a picture of the old bridge abutments.



The old bridge. I love this spot. When I first stopped, there were cows, but they got scared and hid behind the old abutment on the right. Cows are strange.

I ended up driving along a road I had never driven before. I thought it would take me to Clinton, but it seems as if there is no specific Clinton, just a general area. I started out on East Clinton Road and came out on West Clinton road, which meets the highway about 4 miles west of where I got off.

I was surprised to find a little art gallery at the end of Clinton Road. I was even more surprised that I knew the gallery, from when it used to be in the town of Sutter Creek, just up from the Knight Foundry.



Faces on the fence.

I stopped in the town of Jackson and had some lunch in the basement bar of an old hotel. I had the french dip, which was delicious. The bartender asked if I wanted some horseradish to go with it. "Yep," I said.

"Creamy or rough?" he asked.

I opted for rough. I've never heard non-creamy horseradish referred to as "rough", but it makes perfect sense. I took my time with the sandwich. I had a couple glasses of water. I'm making an effort to focus more on adequate hydration.



I saw this as I was walking away from lunch. It was a full body, but behind some bars, so difficult to photograph the whole thing. I settled for this much, which seems like enough.

While I was walking around, one of my students sent me an email asking what they were supposed to address in their journal this week. I wrote back "write what you're thinking about."