P. and N. were on the web cam when Susan knocked on the door, back from Europe. We walked, I completed the gruelling three-miler at the clubhouse, talked to sister Betty, and went to the cemetery. Stocked up on veggies and did a wash. Back in my routine, I found it a mundane, but curiously satisfying day. High point was finding my cell phone. It was in somebody's car and I'll pick it up today on my way back from the Rider Convocation.