Lis and I did a Paint Nite (OK, paint afternoon) in Kenmore Square today. This is my work in progress; you’ll have to go into the gallery (our garage) to see the finished product.
They’re reconfiguring the road in front of my workplace, as I’ve commented on before. They’re about to make major changes, and here they’re harvesting the historic cobblestones, which I’m sure will fetch a good price from landscapers.
What’s this? A horrible ironic incident in which I cut off an entire finger of my new cut-proof gloves? No, it just turned inside out when I took it off. And that’s carrot juice, not blood.
I *was* going to try to be productive this morning. Gandalf on my feet was bad enough. But then Ferrous came and half-burrowed under the blanket on my lap.