In between . . .

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".