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Cool!

Walking home in the dark

I met . . . a friendly cat!

I sat down on the stoop and it totally curled up on my lap and purred!!

LOVE.

I didn't even mind that it was digging its claws into my leg.

My Latin teacher

I just think he is really, really great.

He has been teaching for fifty years. He wears the same clothes everyday, he gets his hair cut seasonally (head and face), he does not have email, and he has a rotary phone in his office at Sarah Lawrence. And he once referred to a word processor as a "computer machine." And he told us a story about how he went into Radio Shack here in New York the other day and asked for a transistor radio—and the girl working there had no idea what he was talking about.

But he has a true understanding of the classical world—it makes you despair to think of everything he knows that you will never know.

Potholder

I made it.

It's double thick.

Inspired by these, by a true master of crochet.

Crocheted sheep rug

Isn't this literally—literally!—the best thing you have ever seen?

Two books I tried to read last week but I couldn't

Not surprising, really.

Cool

It's not every day a letter on this stationery crosses your desk.

Walking to the coffee shop

What have we here?

Huh, a perfect egg under a tree.



Weird.

Down the street, and around the corner:



Another egg . . . under a tree?



I can't explain this.

Problem

Solved.

Urban beavers

They build their lodges "wherever."

It's a known fact.

Found

Your reading workbook.

Oil painting

Found on the street last night!!







Soulful.

It's probably by Gainsborough.

(And no, we don't live in a lumber yard. It just looks like it.)

Note to self

It may be the weekend.

But you should still wear pants to the laundromat.

Faith and begorrah!

'Tis almost St. Patrick's Day!

As you can see:

Thanks landlady.

BOOKS

Found in a recycling bag in the East Village:

There's nothing like books for tweens.

And, bought from Abe Books:

Book III! This may aversely affect my ability to finish a certain freelance job this weekend.

New hobby

The Sunday New York Times crossword puzzle!

Some other hobby's gonna have to go. But which one?

Ham cooked in butter

Is this even legal?

Found in a trash bag

A jacket! (Twas in with the shower curtain.)

Quilted cotton; soooo soft and cozy.

It's super 1980s-ish, with a small waist and large shoulders. It looked freakish on me but it looked awesome on my friend! She took it back to LA with her.

Yeah!!

New friends

How do you like these siamese twins?

I met them in Greg's studio.

On the High Line

"Free" grass.

It is allowed to do whatever it wants.

This so rare in the city—it makes my brain feel good to look at it.

Books read in 2011

My new thing is, read actual books! (I mean, books made of paper, not audiobooks on my iPod.)

So far this year, this is what I have gotten through. All good—and all by dead people, as per the usual.

I loved the Lucia books so much I read one of them in the dark, walking home from the subway after work (it wasn't easy!)—something I haven't done since I reread Harriet the Spy a couple years ago. It reminded me of when I was a kid, when my mom would call "Supper time!" but I wouldn't want to put down my book. . .

Hexagon UPDATE!

All joined together!

Now I just need to deal with the loose ends and crochet the border.

Good morning Mr. Smoothie!

Now I eat you. Yummmmmmmy.

Again

I am trying to grow some paperwhites.

It didn't work last time . . . and I get the feeling it isn't going to work this time either! It's been a week and absolutely nothing has happened.

Old things

Are they objectively better?



Or do I just like them better?



These are old and new locker tags from my gym.

A dime!!

I love finding money.

A weird dinner

Featuring all-natural jumbo Polish hotdogs I found in the freezer!!

Plus toast, an egg, salad greens, half a cucumber, and all the condiments you want.

(You can tell Greg is an artist, can't you.)

I know it's just a tree

But it still makes me sad to see a living thing thrown on the trash heap.

Me

Somehow this little Nova Scotia girl is 34 years old today.

Shall we

Go back to sleep?

Greg and I had the best nap this afternoon.

Beverages

They make a Beth delighted.



(She really does like her iced drinks.)

Tickets to the Met

This is what they looked like in 1961(?).

I love the stripes on the back.

This person paid $1, the day before Christmas. Or do you think that says December 2?

(Found in an old book.)

New drawing by Greg

I like it.

And there's more where that came from!

Baby blanket

For a friend.



Three sizes of granny squares! (There's a mini version not visible.)

I packed it up and sent it off to Toronto with:



Two baby hats!

One with pompom!!!!