Author: doug

Zucchini cut up to substitute for lasagna noodles. Yes, it’s the wrong weather for lasagna but tonight is my night this week to cook something Lis won’t eat.

And yes, I cut them to length to fit into my tiny little baking dish, why do you ask?

Bolstered by my success in repairing the tablet a few months ago (however short-lived it wound up being), tonight I replaced the battery in my phone since, at 2 years old, it was starting to not last me a whole day.  The operation was a success, so we’ll see how much of an improvement it brings. That’s the old battery on the mat to the right.

We planted some clematis vines today by our back fence and installed trellises to give them something to climb.

I went to my 25th Tufts reunion this evening and didn’t see a soul that I knew who I am not already still in touch with. Oh well, now I know. I did, however, see some sights on campus, including that The Rez (coffee house in the Campus Center) is still there. (Actually, I’m told it left and came back, but I am willing to suspend disbelief).

I have posted a photo of our moose lantern before. But one of the reasons I bought a new camera is better low-light capability, and I had some fun playing around with light this evening.

Today I bought a new “big-boy” camera (a Nikon D500) to replace/supplement my old one (D300), which at 8 years old has been surpassed technologically in a number of areas.  Therefore, today I must post the obligatory cat photo taken with the new camera.

For my photographer friends: this a JPEG straight out of camera with no edits, taken at ISO 5600. Click through (and click on the photo) to see the full-size image. The lack of noise at this ISO is most gratifying.

Using the cast iron on the grill method. (The broccoli will go on later in its own pan since it needs less time.)

This is so much more pleasant than incessant beeping at 3am.

If raising your new traffic signals takes more than 3 hours, consult your civil engineer.

Even after cutting off the pointy bits prior to cooking, it’s amazing how much of an artichoke you don’t eat.