The afternoon belonged to the United States and Senegal, a match the Americans took three to two, though only the first half truly deserved the watching; the second settled into the kind of stalemate that asks more patience than it returns. Earlier I saw to the lawn, the ordinary maintenance that keeps a place in order. In the evening I pressed deeper into Chapter 12 of Rebirth, bent for now on collecting the full set of Queen’s Blood cards, a small completionist’s errand I have no intention of abandoning. I also began Apple’s Star City and find it to my taste, though Liza does not share the verdict, which is fair enough; we are not obliged to agree on everything. We had thought to see Backrooms this week, but have decided to hold it for Saturday in Mexico, when we travel down for the medical appointment. That is the part of the week I am keeping an eye on.