Just read the section of the Chronicles of Amber where Corwin is scribing a new pattern to memories of Paris and chestnut blossoms in spring. A wonderful passage that brings back memories of when I first read it back in high school.
Reading MySQL docs to put the next round of design details in place for the file archive management tool I’ve had on the back burner for some time now…this to be coded in C# as I’m about to be deeply involved in a C# based project at work starting next week.
I think I’ll take a walk around the block to enjoy the late fall air in a few minutes.
Later this afternoon I’ll be stringing Christmas lights on the house and perhaps helping my father in law buy a new water heater that I’ll install sometime soon.
What an interesting and wonderful life we live and it can be amazing how a bit of fiction can help to bring it all into focus.