Four

A lovely and gentle morning walk, full of delight and joy at being alive. No headache, no bum knee, just the wonder of putting one foot in front of the other with the sound of the ocean keeping time.

And another treat: this afternoon we ushered for a local production of the darkly comic Urinetown: the Musical, a satire of big business, politics and bureaucracy, with overtones of Threepenny Opera and Les Miz.  Particularly timely during our drought, it was a lively and well done performance with a couple of great gospel style numbers and a very talented cast. 


Hipstamatic: Lowy lens; Cano Cafenol film