
Dinner Time, Summer Time


Check out Robin trying to steal my water bottle. Thief!
I’m from North America so I pronounce it Nykon, not Nickon. That is probably wrong, but I don’t care.
The upside of the endless traffic jams during the morning commute is that it’s easy to take a picture when you happen to catch your car’s odometer hitting a major milestone.
Happy 50k miles, Mazda.
Also, it was over 90 degrees outside before the clock struck 9:00am. It’s going to be a rough day out there. It’s still a zillion times better than cold and snow though.
In closing, here’s a cat:
The first official cookout of summer is on the first official day of summer.

From the parking lot at Lowell General Hospital early this morning. I was just there for blood work ahead of a check up next week but I couldn’t resist. Best bumper sticker ever?
Lily seems pleased that we are home.

Welcome to Boston: Logan Airport. We are at the terminal. Boarding doesn’t start for a long time. That’s fine. We are here.
