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eve_primeThe morning: Sitting at my mom's picnic table going through a box of old travel brochures with her, noting all the interesting tours and cruises that Harvard and Dartmouth alumni are invited to. Most were the usual Mediterranean sites, but there was an interesting "circumnavigation of Madagascar" one, and the most intriguing went up the east coast of South America then cut across to Africa and went along its west coast to the Mediterranean. She found some guides to Italian towns to keep, and I came home with a guide to Oxford and some pretty pictures of Britain and Turkey.
The afternoon: Working... and falling in love. Her name is Chiquita, and she's a very calm mix of border collie and Australian shepherd, and beautiful. Since ORI has a "pets at work are fine if they're well-behaved" policy (really! we do!), and since Chiquita's new owner plans to bring her in every day, I may be seeing a lot of her.
The evening: After eating the usual Wednesday whole-bean burrito, I went on a walk; it was 85 but with a wonderful breeze that was especially nice when I got to the street lined with oaks, whose leaves were rustling in a most refreshing way. Then, a block away from my house, I found a most striking dragonfly -- the tips of its wings were shining metallic gold. I'll have to make time to look it up. It flew off before I could make space on the camera for better pictures, so I have only the one:
The afternoon: Working... and falling in love. Her name is Chiquita, and she's a very calm mix of border collie and Australian shepherd, and beautiful. Since ORI has a "pets at work are fine if they're well-behaved" policy (really! we do!), and since Chiquita's new owner plans to bring her in every day, I may be seeing a lot of her.
The evening: After eating the usual Wednesday whole-bean burrito, I went on a walk; it was 85 but with a wonderful breeze that was especially nice when I got to the street lined with oaks, whose leaves were rustling in a most refreshing way. Then, a block away from my house, I found a most striking dragonfly -- the tips of its wings were shining metallic gold. I'll have to make time to look it up. It flew off before I could make space on the camera for better pictures, so I have only the one: