Uce, tice, fee times a shiny:)

Crappy self-portrait, I know, but it makes two of the three points:



On me, the new glasses. First new ones in something like five years. Mein Fuhrer, I can see!

In my paw, burning bright: Godot- the new tablet.

Yet third is what you can't see, which is just as shiny: my copy of Matchbox Girls on said tablet, which is beautifully written, and beautifully laid out, and just generally beautiful for my first-ever Read On A Reader effort.

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Apropos of none of that, but a much better picture, is this, which I saw in my generally unproductive travels to Rochester yesterday:



This is one of a series of arboreal headstones along the sidewalk in front of the County Office Building- part of a failed 1980s urban renewal effort to make downtown more pedestrian-friendly by, among other things, planting street trees along Main Street. None of them survived the quarter century of neglect and harsh weather, and in the end, neither the bikes nor the trees wound up outliving the sign.

I have to go back there tomorow. I doubt if the tree will have risen from the dead by then.