So, it’s as official as it can be. Thought you might to see how we celebrated. Part 1 was quiet; instead of going to the big institutional stuff, Boh and I celebrated with good walks, knitting, and playing in the kitchen. (Part 2, which I’ll share once my dad sends me some pictures of me in my regalia, as requested, involved fancy robes, a poofy hat, and plenty of pomp and circumstance.) But first, Part 1:
Couch lounging with this guy.
And some working. This dog always lets me tuck my toes underneath him. I love that.
He also sneaks over to the side of the couch he isn’t supposed to be on. (His blanket is on the right. He knows the rules, but still breaks them. Sometimes.)
A little bit of knitting! Remember this? It’s Avery, a squishy, textured cowl. I’m knitting it in Malabrigo, and I hope it gets cold enough in my next home for me to wear it…
Awkward before-the-gym picture — my bird tattoo is healing nicely. It’s been a month, and I’m finally getting used to it being there. (And I love it.)
After a good run, and instead of attending convocation and the PhD hooding ceremony, I took Boh to a favorite spot of ours.
I always admire this tree.
We took the path down to the edge of the lake, and I think we both enjoyed the view.
Boh wanted to play with this snail.
This looks like a pretty good aisle for a graduation procession, doesn’t it?
First basil harvest from the potted herbs I planted earlier this spring.
I made a big batch of pesto, and also some pesto pasta salad. Leftovers are on today’s menu…