Month: August 2015

Every year, seeing this lighthouse from the ferry tells me that I am now truly on vacation.

We went canoeing on the Charles today, where we saw this heron. Note the white neck: great blue herons usually have a much greyer neck. We’re unclear if this individual is an accidental visitor (the grey heron from Europe and the cocoi heron from South America look somewhat like this), a hybrid with a great white heron (from Florida), or if this coloration is just natural variation.  I’ve certainly never seen one like this before.

 

In Dewey Square. Slightly cool, but overhyped.

The painting crew hand-scraped today.

A particularly mild-looking spider, though large: its outstreched legs would span a quarter. Outdoors, where such creatures belong.

Not me, says Gandalf, why do you ask?

Track fire means no train for Doug and I got more familiar with JFK station than I ever intended to be.  Lis came to my rescue.

I think we overwhelmed Chris & Marie’s cat just a bit.

Mangoes can be a pretty alarming color inside. Tasty though.

We’re having the old, failing cedar shingles on our house replaced prior to repainting. Today the contractor got a late start, but got the front stripped down and buttoned up for tomorrow’s rain.