Once upon a time, when I was a wee ‘un, I’d save all my pennies until I had enough to buy concert tickets. I went to dozens and dozens of shows with my pennies. I still save my pennies, but with the price of tickets these days, it’d take me the rest of my life to accumulate enough to buy just one.
I got nothing accomplished this weekend, besides reading (big pile of books and a library due date looming). I haven’t even turned on the TV, which is probably a good thing, because Polly has decided that the space in front of it is her new perch. I’ve often said that cats are more entertaining than television!
This is the young tortie that hangs around out back. I’m guessing she’s probably about a year old.
Peanut Butter Toast with Apricot Preserves
Paint Palette
I found this photo in a book I was cataloging. I don’t get many books with photos, so it was kind of noteworthy for that, if nothing else. And then I saw this photo, taken in 1909. It’s of a “Rumpler-Taube,” an early German war plane meant to mimic the shape of a bird. The “skin” that would have covered the “skeleton” would have been painted with bird-like features.
I am ridiculously happy that I saw this and that I had the chance to stop the car, dig out my camera, and get a photo. Not a great photo, but it’s a photo.
Despite oversleeping, having to dig out my car, and creeping along unplowed side streets that were polished like glass, I still managed to get to work on time. This, of course, means that I’ll be twice as late as usual tomorrow morning. These things have a way of evening out.
I don’t think we’re going to get the 6 inches we were threatened with. It’s still coming down, but slacked off quit
red paper boat 