I knew the heavy equipment didn't bode well for that old house! New vocabulary for the day - did you know how many names there are for a "loader"? Bucket loader, front loader, front end loader, payloader, scoop loader, shovel, skip loader, and/or wheel loader (according to Wikipedia).
Tonight, on a mission to try a restaurant we hadn't been to before, we ate at the Bronx Cafe. This is less than half of the delicious dessert we had: cranberry-pear carrot cake. What a yummy twist on a classic recipe! One of the photo challenges this week from a photography forum I'm following is "what's in your fridge?" This isn't - we ate the whole thing!
One of my favorite images of the kitties from when they were small and cuddly with each other, taken in November 1999 when they were about 4 months old. Beryl, on the left, had a dark patch of hair on her head that eventually grew out. At the time I was working from home and they're curled up under my desk.
Light, while so beautiful to the naked eye, can be very challenging to capture in a photo. Perhaps one day I'll figure out how to create an image that does this anything resembling justice. At certain times of the day the glass blocks window throws white light and rainbows on the bathroom wall.
I always feel that the food at Cosmic Cafe is really grounding, and we needed that. On the weekends they have live music - Saturday was a trio with a violin, sitar and percussion. It was awesome music that's helpful for unwinding the mind.
We went to pick up breakfast at a funky local place nearby that serves breakfast 24 hours a day. Usually we eat there but this time we ordered to go. As we sat at the bar waiting for our food I was pleasantly surprised at how pretty the tile is!
It's been a busy week, so I'm tapping into the archives and playing with editing. This is an orchid in the ground floor elevator lobby at work a while back. The shape and arrangement of the leaves and flowers made me think of a bird, and the vase looks like the bottom of a rocket. So, it's a bird that's about to blast off...
Meet Mamacita, an airplane plant I've had in some form or another for 17 years. Nursing her through the year when she was less than half a dozen leaves at any one time has definitely paid off, and she's created many offspring.
On the fence between our place and the house next door there's an area that looks like someone cut out a window and then decided better of it - you can see the horizontal lines here. I always wonder what the story is on that...
Someone's begun working to clean up the shopping center a few blocks from here. They've removed the roof and some of the back walls. A large yellow digging machine appears to be inside the building, which is really just the front and side walls. See May 31 and June 1.
Today at work there was a drawing, which I entered, thinking to myself, "I never win these." So, guess what - I won a pair of tickets to arena football. The Dallas Vigilantes weren't dealing out too much "Texas Justice" tonight: when we left during the third quarter the score was 45 to 28 in the Iowa Barnstormers' favor. Check out the crazy spooky logo behind the players.
Usually I applaud someone going the extra mile on a project. In this case, though, I think the packaging is pretty clear about the product benefits. Seeing a headless, limbless mannequin in its underwear in a drug store is just a bit creepy.