Another early morning,
despite the ostensible day off,
buzzing
over
beauteous
highways
and
byways
to
a 100,000-mile check-up (the auto, rather than some personification),
returning with a loaner
through
continued
varying
meteorological
conditions,
first for a
double
dose of
errands,
then to grading at the residence and pool with Tisha and Claire and
company,
back --
via
Napa
Marsh,
Sears
Point,
and
Petaluma Plain --
to the dealer,
grading
papers
at
Fernandos,
then
homeward to compose page 43 of The Decameron - Second Day, beginning the editing of Triple Concerto for Bassoon, Contrabassoon, and Harp: II, and doing another pdf sheet (30) for San Timoteo Can[yon]tata.
