We (Mr. & Mrs. Cazalea) are back wearing our Seiko Sports 150 watches, together.
My donor watch arrived and I swapped its movement into my watchβs case. Only one small problem β not enough vertical height for my watch's second hand. So for today we doing without it.
No new or rebuilt movements are available in the trade. The donor watch I found on eBay had a flat dial with printed SEIKO logo, hour and minutes markers and an open rectangular gap for date and day.
The center arbors seem to be shorter than those on my old watch. My watch has a raised frame and markers. The hour and minute hand have to tilt up a bit to clear that dial obstacle course. Do I want to dismantle and swap them? Not at the moment, no. So currently the second hand now rubs the crystal or the minute hand. While I resolve this, notice the nice matching strap. π
For now we will go without the seconds hand, pending more research. But what about the walk? What walk? You worry?
Well, we worked this morning and got in 5000 steps already, itβs cold outside, rain is forecast, the wine is tasty and my feet hurt! We are having leftovers. There's a special pair of words that I never thought I'd use together in one sentence. But here they are: "Leftover Lobster". For lunch we had lobster leftovers salad, smoked salmon (lox), whitefish salad with capers, lemon and paprika, dried fruit, nuts and sparkling wine...
Maybe after a nap I can walk. No, for sure I can walk. After a nap.
NAP OVER
We went to Old Town, and walked a little bit around the Presidio, but it wasn't interesting from the east side where we parked. So we moved.
We went to Heritage Park, a place where nice houses that don't fit their neighborhoods anymore (or vice versa) get moved, restored and displayed.
We have been to similar preserves in Romania, Russia, Netherlands, Finland, etc.
Of course everything is closed, but we walked through the back and front gardens and enjoyed random angles and colors. We didn't have to mask up as there were no other people.
My favorite of the houses...
I'm thankful my house isn't this complex.
All the windows are blocked with paper or roll-down shades.
This might be fun on almost any house...
Synagogue
Roofer's nightmare. (Unless he's Russian)
The following house was a gardener's "cottage" at Kate Sessions park, where we walked a few weeks ago. Ironically, it houses the public bathrooms (closed) for Heritage Park.
Why ironic? Because this house had no indoor plumbing or electricity before it came here.
I hope they painted this railing before they erected it.
This isn't an historic home; it's part of a hotel "court" and the home-away-from-home of my pal Asim (currently closed).
We decided that was enough walking for the day. Thanks for reading!
Cazalea
