Author: doug

The mural on the side of the weird-looking vent building in Dewey Square is in the process of being replaced. I cannot even imagine the kind of planning that goes into this sort of thing.

This is the chicken who lives on my desk. She was part of the gag birthday gifts from my coworkers when I turned 40. (I have no idea why she’s holding a golden egg / football.) We’re moving offices, and I think she’ll fit into one of the boxes, as packing material if nothing else, and continue to be a quirky co-occupant of my space in the new office.

 

Not a rock concert, but a view of the harbor in the fog.

It’s nice to take a walk along the water after dinner. I’m sure I’ve taken just about this exact photo dozens of times, but it never gets old.

This house is actually part of the campground, but it’s directly across the street from Oak Bluffs harbor.

Having a wonderful time. Wish you were here.

Leaving Falmouth harbor

Roz was over this evening and we sat on the patio after dinner. We had someone drop by unexpectedly.

We visited Plimouth Patuxet on a very hot day, and in one of the houses the staff had prepared a period salad of purslane and hard-boiled egg.