Lis's Project 365

At the tender age of 9 months, Calvin seems to be off to a good start in his selection of beers. His parents are so proud.

Rachel and Fred came over for a brief visit with Marc and Michaela this evening. Rachel is completely enamored of Parker, and spent some time playing with him. Parker demonstrated his usual grace and panache.

One of the things I did during that first week after we moved was to get a new library card. I’m finding my way in my new library, although the fiction section goes around a few weird corners and is hard to follow. I’m also getting used to the fact that they don’t separate out their genre fiction, and all paperbacks are kept separate. Not big issues, just took a little time.

Like every other New Englander with a camera, I took a picture of the leaves. They are gorgeous. Even though they mean winter is coming, which displeases me.

I walked through the back room of the museum shop today and saw these.

I think they are creepy.

I’ve seen this little symbol painted on the street near work, and today I also spotted a three-dimensional version on the side of a traffic light. My coworkers tell me it’s all over the place. I have no idea what it is or what it means.

actually, it’s probably really over Weston or Natick. But it’s still real purty.

ah, the bottleneck as everyone tries to get down to the subway all at the same time. Ain’t it fun getting to work? But not as fun as singing about work…go on. you know you want to.

Yep, just when you think there’s nothing interesting to see at work, a 40-foot cod parks itself in the channel out front.

Funny (but unrelated) story: I had some blood drawn today.  The tech asked if I’d had any drawn this year, and I said ” at least twice! I know, because I have a picture of the tube in my arm! and a picture of the vials!”  Project 365 saves the day.

This is not nearly as good a shot as Doug would get with his mega-camera, but that’s OK. Let’s hope this little woodpecker has decided that suet is far more tasty than whatever he was pecking at on the side of our house.