Author: lis

My boss is collecting plastic shopping bags for an activity at work. Look at all the pretty colors they come in.

Still three days til Thanksgiving and Russo’s is a madhouse. Look at the “Express” Line snaking around the corner up there. I know by the time I got through the line, I had a new best friend in the woman behind me.

this is just a little island at an intersection on a residential street nearby.  and it has a chair. maybe it’s for the mail carrier if he needs a break.

These animals always look like they’re smiling. This guy is named Happy Sampson, in the tradition of a nearby zoo naming all its tiger salamanders Happy something.

this is Peter. He guards my office door. A few years back we got a bunch of orange and purple gloves in the shop, and one of our staff was making this little creatures out of them; when I commented on how much I liked them, she made one for me.

I amused myself with this one.

…would you find a Papa Gino’s that looks like this. 

here’s the compost pile let loose from its bin. we harvested from the bottom layer and will put it on the plants in the spring.

sometimes, at the end of the day, you just need a moment to yourself.

this little hermit crab has spent a lot of time lately checking out other shells. he crawls over them, pokes around at them with his legs, sticks his antenna in and investigates thoroughly. but so far, he hasn’t found the perfect new place yet. I know that feeling.