It's now 5:47 pm. It just seems right to be sitting on the balcony with a whiskey on the rocks at my side and this notebook on my lap. I can glance at the river and at all the cars on their homeward commute on Columbia Street. I'm facing the SkyTrain bridge as a few Seaspan tugboats pull a barge up the Fraser. The breeze is cool but the sky's blue. The balcony is little used during so much of the year; I'm happy to see summer's coming.Today, I didn't do much. It's taken a while for this to actually feel good. When I'm first on a break I have an impractical impulse to create to-do lists. For instance, I was all worked up about doing some things around the apartment yesterday. This morning, I did drive up to a 'dollar shop' and got a few brushes, extra rollers, and two paint pans. Perhaps tomorrow, I'll actually purchase a few gallons. Although there's a paint store about a block away, I'll probably drive to the Queensborough Walmart.
When uptown earlier, I went in the library. That's why today's Daily Picture Parade highlights the outside of the library. A lot can be shown in twenty seconds.