Jack is on a multi-day trip with my wife (Jack & Mom Summer, Day 2), so Bones and I are protecting the home and eating bacon. Yesterday I noticed how Bones’ chest fur resembles a star, or perhaps a base-jumping yeti.
We toured the Gardner Earl Chapel in Troy, NY today, which has a number of astonishing Tiffany Glass windows.
For the truly compulsive hobbyist, there comes a time when a collection gathers weight — metaphysical, existential weight. It becomes as much a source of anxiety as of joy.