Sorry for the mega-update. Busy things for busy people…I’ve been keeping up with my photos, though.
September 25: Reading day. Made myself a pot of tea and drank out of one of my green cut-glass teacups. This was basically the most exciting thing I did all day.
September 26: Sitting around and waiting for the T to show up…
September 27: The bounty from my adventure up to Harvard to see Ed’s miniature book. Look how wee it is! The book ends were actually stone. Ed’s book is a printing of Monty Python’s “The Galaxy Song”, and I cried a little, which may have helped me not get my ass handed to me by the Houghton book cops when they almost caught me taking these illegal pictures. Anyway, the book is beautiful, and I feel tremendously fortunate to have studied with such a cool person.
September 28: TODAY I FOUND A BUNNY AND THE WORLD WAS FULL OF GOODNESS. THAT IS ALL.
September 29: Long shadows at the Reservoir Stop.
September 30: Through ancient wrought iron (maybe? I’m not a window aficionado) windows, right before the weather threw a tantrum; litter and reflections.
October 1: Today we went to the MFA and found my Christmas present. It’s an Akkadian (if memory serves) DRINKING CUP. Shaped like a FIST. Presumably if you get pissed off with your drinking buddy after you’ve emptied it, you can put it on and BEAT HIM UP. There is nothing about this fist-cup that isn’t AWESOME. I will let you draw your own conclusions about the cutlery dispensers, now with multi-purpose spoons.
October 2: Early morning morning glories, and one sunflower that snuck in there like a gawky cousin in from the country.
October 3: Every so often Boston College’s architecture really baffles me. Here we have a building that is basically butted up against a rock face. WHAT?
October 4: Your basic shot of the T; the front window display of a bookstore that I don’t believe actually sells books; mass-exodus at the Reservoir stop. Rush hour commuters are bizarre– a huge flock of people in high heels and suits, tramping along the train tracks, headed for the street.
October 5: Emerson area, at night.
October 6: Tree bark is cool. Just look how many colors this wants to be. 😀
October 7: Here’s a troubling juxtaposition of images– a stained glass window at St. Mary’s, and then I discovered at a street sale in Cambridge that apparently Shatner wrote a series of sci-fi books. Which Shatner? William Shatner. That Shatner. I included his charmingly normal author photo to prove it.
October 8: Today was (supposed to be, but I am an excellent procrastinator) a reading day. Because it was lovely I went outside to read. It’s tremendously hard to convince yourself to be productive when you’re starting a three day weekend…