the next move

I'm starting six postal chess games. Each is roughly four or five moves old.
A new chess game is like a new piece of paper. One starts to draw on it, and then it is changed, perhaps ruined. There's something about making moves, knowing that many will be wrong. What seems like a great idea turns out to be a fatal mistake. But once in a while, a set of moves works out very well indeed.

heron and roma

During the noon hour, I drove to Cici's pizza. I confined myself to three slices of cheese pizza. My return to Weight Watchers causes me to count points. Three slices of alfredo cheese pizza amounts to something like 11 points plus. That is a good number, and I resisted the temptation to eat more than my allotted portion. I stopped by Rowlett Creek Nature Preserve and saw a great blue heron in leisurely flight.

Tonight I took a half hour bicycle ride from my home to little Green Park in Allen. I enjoy my Scattante Roma bicycle.