Summerfall

Dazed and bemazed; the sun and breezes make a person want to walk around for hours. Since I can't run any more, I feel I need to at least do this in order not to deteriorate. The old metabolism isn't what it ever tried to be.
Concert band has resumed, and with it the mix of eagerness to master and guilt at not getting far enough. The first round of music seems relatively easy, so maybe dogged practice will pay off.
Time for a walk.