I ran into an old friend at an art show last night and we got to talking about retirement and how we spend our days.
I told my friend that Bob Dylan's quote pretty much sums up how I spend my days.
Today my "in between" involved a bike ride along the coast,
the requisite walk on the beach with Lulu
and not much else.
There was a bit of shopping - I couldn't pass up the soft rainbow colors of the napkins
or the sweet bunnies on the dishes.
Steve was making pork belly for dinner so a pretty table setting was in order.
And then, there was picture taking -
a neighbor's gate . . .
my fortnight lilies in bloom . . .
a vignette in a cupboard.
We have no plans for tomorrow,
but I'm sure I'll find a way to spend those hours "in between".