Month: July 2020

I know cicadas are harmless, but they’re just too damn big.
(Click through for a picture that gives more scale)

A while back when I was home with pneumonia or something, my friend Ellen stopped by with a care package.  It included 2 molds for boiled eggs–one of the most Japanese things ever.  I don’t use them often, but I made eggs yesterday, and Doug wanted to try it out.  I had this with my breakfast this morning.

Napping with a kitty is the best way to nap.

The highly specialized equipment I have at home for working out these days.

I had to pop in to my workplace today to gather up a few things, and it was very strange.  The calendar in my office is still set to March (I didn’t bother fixing it), Sir Multifoot the Explorer is still perched over my desk, and Sparky still hangs on the wall.   I briefly ventured out into the main building; the floors are very very clean. I didn’t linger; the whole thing was just so weird.

Sometimes I have to work on the computer in my actual home office (as opposed to wherever I plunk down with the work laptop).  I’ve been trying to train Ferrous that when he wants to join me in there, I want him to sit on his tower, not on the chair I’m sitting in.  I think he’s finally got the hang of it.

The seeds heads left by the clematis look like something out of Dr Seuss.

The lace hydrangeas out back are beginning to bloom in this beautiful combinations of pale purple and blue flowers.  I just love them.

We went for a paddle on the Charles this afternoon, and found this dark little offshoot of the river. No one else was there, which we appreciated.

The raspberry bushes by the garage are out of control this year, and since we’re home all the time, we’re able to collect them regularly.  It took less than 10 minutes to fill this little quart basket.