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I walked through this massive door and got on with my day. Seven radiation therapy sessions literally under my belt, thirty-two to go.

Bought eclairs for my better half’s birthday. In June we devoured a box of eclairs with our nephews, seated on the steps of York Minster.

Posted about a walk I did this morning: A Carny’s Final Journey.

Two weeks ago I picked tomatoes off the vine in our garden then allowed them to ripen. Today I dried them slowly in the oven.

Rode this seasonally appropriate city bus to Downtown.

Posted Our Personal Kitchen Assistant.

This morning I craved Japanese comfort food, so I cycled out for katsudon.

After meeting for a cuppa and cake, explored part of St. Paul’s West Seventh neighborhood. These lovely 1877 flats caught our attention.

Welcomed Google Assistant into our home. Me: OK Google, cook dinner. The Google: Sorry, I can’t help you with that.

Today is day 1 of 39 with this rotating around me. It delivers radiation (linear accelerator) and performs 3D imaging (CT). I’m grateful.

Lazy Sunday: local brew (Fulton Sweet Child of Vine) and pizza.

Started planning one of next year’s hikes.

Today is the official start of our Holiday Leftovers Season. I reincarnated root vegetable mash as “panko-encrusted croquettes.”

Departed from tradition: cooked a goose on the Weber.

Cedar Lake, on my walk today: dock, brief freedom until trapped by ice.

Walked out to our neighborhood restaurant, The Kenwood, to liaise with my better half on his way home from work.