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20
Mar 19

Here’s my plan

One day, when the world slows down and I don’t have things to do or places to be, I’m going to do a study of leaves.

I’m going to pick a branch and mark it, somehow.

And then I’m going to take a picture of it each day, from buds until leaf drop. I’m going to do a study of a leaf.

That’s my plan.


19
Mar 19

One foot in front of the other

And now, a few pictures from yesterday’s run. It was just a quick half-hour three-miler.

I got tasked with running ahead, catching my breath and setting up an action shot:

It took several tries, and that one was as good as it got. (I blame the catching-my-breath part.) If you look just closely, The Yankee has both feet off the ground in that one, a proper running stride.

We posed:

And we took one of our alternate poses:


14
Mar 19

Happy Pi Day

Ask a nice person out for pie. Date ’em for four-plus years. Get married. Eat pie every Friday for more than a decade. It works every time.

This one was a homemade apple pie. It was delicious.


13
Mar 19

Percussionist Foster Grant

After work, it was 68 degrees, and I went for a run. It was an easy 10K, and my longest run of the last two weeks. I went slow because it was so warm. And rounding one corner:

Tonight, we did a thing:

I love that movie and never could figure out why everyone in the band didn’t become a big star — except T. B. Player. That one was obvious.

There is going to be some good stuff in that account when we get it off the ground. You can just tell when you’re sitting on, and not following through with, a good idea.

What movies should we watch next for this? And should it only count if you watch the whole movie? Or could you just jump in midway through, say … Shawshank … and start chiming in about the rock hammer?

Hey, it’s spring break. These are the more-weighty-than-usual thoughts I come up with over spring break.


12
Mar 19

The big turn is coming

On the way back in from lunch I ran into our friendly neighborhood squirrel. Call it a signal of the season.

I’m sure this one has a name. The students have named them all. There’s some sort of casual and non-scientific tracking observation going on, and you occasionally see updates on social media. They’re so acclimatized to humans that this one kept moving too close and running the video I was trying to shoot. (And when do you say that about wildlife?) I wanted to make a gif. Alas.

This is my favorite part of football in the spring, and just about my favorite part of football:

Oh, Aunt Becky:

Tomorrow it’s going to be in the sixties. Spring has arrived. (That’s the biggest joke in this post.)