Scenes from Ground Hog Day.
Torri calls me rut-boy.
I’m a fan of routine. I like patterns. I like consistency. I’m okay with repetition. Finding a groove is cool by me.
Every morning I get up at the same time, go through a long list of gyrations – set-up my daily log, check the temp out back, plug in the coffee maker, check my blood pressure, take my meds, and pour a cup of coffee – all before I sit down at the computer to post daily glimpses on social media.
By the end of that cup of coffee, I’m much more awake. By 7:30-ish Annie and I head out the door for her walk. After that, breakfast. Then I set my agenda for the day.
My routine was much the same before, but since March I feel like my routine has morphed into scenes from Ground Hog Day.
Hope you are well.
It’s been a while since my last post. The COVID-19 lockdown is mostly to blame. At my age it’s a good idea to avoid people as much as humanly possible right now.
I get to the grocery store once a week. Costco is totally out of the question, and trips to Walmart are as infrequent as possible. I just don’t want to chance getting the virus.
I’ve taken a few digital shots around the yard with the LX100, GX8, and my iPhone 8. It’s Spring here in Central Texas. Lots of color showing up right now, and some things I simply cannot resist.
Other than that, I’ve been sifting through my archives (2004-present) for film scans to post on my film-only IG @dogbonesoup. Along with select shots from recent film-camera outings, I’ve whittled my choices down to around 50 photos. I’ll be posting there twice a week for the foreseeable future.