Welcome to my backyard! In the foreground you'll see unmistakeable evidence of our proximity to Pi Kappa Phi, and beyond that you'll see our paddock. Athens-Clarke county law prohibits our maintaining any sort of menagerie back here, which is even more of a pity now that I found this guy on craigslist.
Naturally lit
Crouching down, hidden wool
Unpacking winter coats after years of storage; the Bay Area may have
been interminably chilly, but it was never cold, which it will be eventually in Athens.
Also, did I mention that our house backs up to a frat parking lot? And
that our street is right off the Greek row? It's only a matter of time
until I meet Cappie!
Fall arrives with a boda
Somehow I ended up going to a wedding of a friend of a friend of Mom's; the theme was Latino-western-autumn, which worked surprisingly well.

It was a gorgeous day if you weren't behind a viewfinder; of course I didn't bring a polarizing filter (which helps control light and color saturation) or a lens hood (which helps with lens flares), which left half my pictures washed out or speckled with haze.
The ceremony was at the top of a 35% grade rain-softened grassy hill, which I assumed meant I could wear flats. Then I got there and every other woman had sacked up and worn stilettos. Ladyfail!
The funniest/most mortifying point was when Mom and I realized we both had been admiring the same Ryan Reynolds-esque wedding guest (sorry, girls, no pic available).
What fresh hell is this
As I told Sabs, having too much free time turned into "exercise,"
which turned into buying new athletic shoes for the first time in many
years (which feels weird, since back in high school when I did track and cross country I used
to get a new pair every six months). If all goes according to
schedule, my sneakers will arrive approximately one day after I lose all interest.
In other news, I'm totally going to make "WFH" the new WTF.
Lessees
and thus city of residence chosen. At least for the next ten months.
