summer rain makes me feel fine

Wow! That's all I can say after discovering my friend Keren's blog-like nearly daily postings of drawings at this site. I started at the beginning and spent a little time with each one. I like this one. And this one. And this one. And this one. And this one. And this one. They're pretty great, don't you think?

It's a good day to catch up on blogs. After a few days of warm temperatures and increasing humidity, the air above Boston was like a sponge full of moisture (that's more or less how the weather guy put it last night). All we needed was a cold front to sweep in and ring us out. And it was a pretty impressive thunderstorm (still making some noise, actually, as I write). I ran around the apartment, taking fans out of windows and took a couple of pictures that, of course, hardly do it justice. Here's a shot looking out of our living room window onto the front porch. The blurryness in the image is the sheet of rainwater covering the window. It's like driving your house through a carwash.


This is looking out the bedroom window. In about ten minutes this intersection was nearly flodded. Impressive, no?


Oddly, I have the song "Summer Breeze" stuck in my head (not the Jason Mraz version).

Otherwise, I've been spening the day checking off little boxes on my summer to-do list before things get a little crazy this weekend. Sunday is the kick off to the Museum School's summer high school studio program. I'll be participating as a mentor to nine lucky students and as a teaching assistant for a couple o' classes. I'm psyched but I have to admit I was getting a little too used to this light schedule, typically working just three days a week. I'll keep my retail gig for a little while longer. If all goes well, my last day will be on or around August 20th. Having a retail job has been a little like running a marathon...something I always wanted to try - and, barring that irritating knee injury that still flares up some five years later, more or less enjoyed - but knew going into it I probably wouldn't become a marathoner. Likewise, part-time retail sales associate? Check.