Morning walks with Seiko

My wife stayed asleep in bed this morning, and l took off with the Seiko(s) on my own. To avoid awakening Mrs. C, I didn't mess with my watch cabinet, but took what I could find in the dining room watch bowl. It's a cool and slightly dewey morning at the Liberty Station athletic fields. I headed East for the water and the sunrise,  and the palm trees. We have thought a few times about moving from San Diego, but I don't know how I could cope with being away from the ocean / bay / river. You've seen in more than 80 posts now what our environment is like -- would we be crazy to leave this? Here is one of Helen's loaner watches; I don't think you have seen this before except perhaps on my bench. This is a mechanical movement, in a gold-plated case and bracelet. It runs great and looks neat. I gave it a long bath in the ultrasound machine and got lots of "previous wearing residue" out of it. Also, the crystal is a little loose, so I will glue it back in pla...

  "After seeing our owl outside my door this morning, I'm bored with this walking stuff," I heard myself saying. "Me too," she replied. "OK, let's go to Crown Point." "Great." And so we went, bored or not, and soon we weren't.  A lovely, but bug-eyed Opel GT stared at us across the intersection. We watched an off-road trash truck chase down some birds on the beach, as it went from can to can. That trash truck's tire tracks tempted the two of us, so we trod on them. Thursday morning 8 am in early February; who would be skiing? Apparently these people. We spotted some ducks - a couple hundred of them, all clustered together near the low tide line and one lonely shore bird. Perhaps hoping to keep us entertained, the ducks' leader decided to bring them all on-shore to forage in the grass. My wife watched with great amusement and affection. They rarely stop for a moment, but here's a closer look at their plumage. People are so ...