First of all, to give you a sense of the kind of excitement happening around here, this is what I did last Saturday night. I took whatever was left in the bottle of rye (not much) over to my friend M.’s house, she made me a (delicious) Manhattan with chocolate bitters, and we both proceeded to continue writing our dissertations. I’m not complaining; it was better than attempting to keep putting words on the screen at my house…

This face pretty much captures the general malaise that is the end of the semester.

Lila in action. I like it over the top of other layers like this.

Snapped this picture for my mom, as this dress was a present from her last year. And also because this is my professor costume. (Thanks to K. for that description.)

Boh! I know it looks like he’s growling, but I actually snapped this at the tail end of a yawn. We took a walk in the arboretum earlier this week just before the skies opened, so we had the place to ourselves.

And, as my post title suggests, more turnstiling.

I really love the stripes.

Snapped this yesterday while writing on the porch. (Handspun eternity scarf number 2.)

This guy brought his ball and his bone out to the porch, but spent most of our time out there looking at me and pleading for belly rubs. Tough. Life.

A new section — back to orangey-red and yellow stripes, and after that, one more solid orangey-red block…