9/27: resuming

...walks on the ridge (rather than at the indoor track), now that it's not so hot outside.  This evening I enjoyed watching the clouds in the sky, looking at (as well as smelling) the fall-blooming flowers, and passing a few words with a neighbor who stopped his car to say hello as he drove by.   And I was glad to be listening to Kingsley's Water Babies.  In so many ways Kingsley and I aren't in the same philosophical camp, but he certainly can write good sentences, and it's high time that I made my way through this classic of children's literature.