Hello – again – Dear Reader. It is evening here in New Hometown, Florida. It’s getting dark outside; the sun set 12 minutes ago, and the temperature is 83˚F (28˚C) under partly cloudy skies. With humidity at 67% and the wind blowing from the northeast at 5 MPH (8 KM/H), the feels-like temperature is 87˚F (31˚C). The low tonight is expected to reach 70˚F (21˚C).
I was going to go for a walk about an hour ago; I am dressed in what I call “street clothes” and wearing my new walking shoes. I even have my wallet and house key in my trousers’ pocket. Unfortunately, my plans for an evening constitutional were put on hold because I forgot to turn off my smartphone last night and had left it on my dresser running all day.
As a result, when I picked it up and saw that I only had 3% of a charge on my battery, I immediately got the recharger and plugged my smartphone to one of the outlets in my bedroom/study. Unfortunately, it was 6:32 PM Eastern when I did this, and sunset here was at 6:58 PM.
Were I as familiar with this neighborhood as I still am with East Wind Lake Village in Miami-Dade County, I would still go out right now. After all, I walked through that condo complex in the dark of night and in the light of day from shortly before my 15th birthday until I was 53 years old. But as I have said before about my life in New Hometown, I have not ventured out much on my own since I arrived here almost five years ago. As a result, I already got…not quite lost, but disoriented once, and that was during the day. I don’t feel too thrilled about having that experience at night, although I’m sure that if I use my phone’s GPS feature I could still find my way back home.
I’m charging my phone now – last time I checked the battery charge level was at 59% – but I think I’ll just take off my walking shoes and change into my night-time sweatpants. I’m not going anywhere tonight!
On the Good News Front, my 6-CD set of Tchaikovsky: Symphonies 1-6; “Manfred” Symphony; Francesca da Rimini; Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture, 1812; Rococo Variations as performed by the London Philharmonic Orchestra under the direction of Mstilav Rostropovich arrived a few hours ago. It was scheduled for a Sunday delivery, but I have learned that many Amazon estimated times of arrival for packages have a certain “worst-case scenario” vibe to them, especially when the company decides to use the U.S. Post Office for its “last mile” shipping partner instead of using its own drivers and vehicles.
I have not opened the blue Warner Classics box set; I put it on one of my multimedia tower’s CD compartments, but I’m impressed by the fact that this set has so much great music, even though I just needed the Symphony No. 6 in B minor, Op. 74 (“Pathétique”) and the Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture. I might listen to the Патетическая (Pateticheskaya) tomorrow in remembrance of my mother, who would have been 92 years old.
Other than that, nothing noteworthy happened here today. I wrote a book review (Star Wars: The Annotated Screenplays) and tried to play one of my World War II-themed games (Close Combat: The Longest Day) but quit just 15 minutes into the 45-minute-long battle. I wasn’t doing too badly, but my heart wasn’t much into gaming. I then got ready for my walk…and that didn’t go so well.
Ah. Well, there’s always tomorrow.
And on that note, I think I’ll close for now. So, Dear Reader, stay safe, stay healthy, and I’ll catch you on the sunny side of things.
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