Aug 17: A day of sloth

I slept in, biked down to La Conner for breakfast on the bay, wrote blog posts and napped.

I did find this iconic sight and wished to it “not to be Big”.

Jack and René cooked another marvelous dinner. When I woke up Saturday morning I checked, and as far as I can tell I’m still pushing on 60 years old. Sigh.

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