Dreamt that I was taking a museum tour in NYC with
Keanu Reeves. He started flirting with me and holding my hand. He was very sweet, gentle.
I saw the local hawk again for the first time in months. He swooped down low over the train station parking lot, not 10' from my head. Beautiful bird. Harried by smaller brown birds per usual.
It appears that the Franklin Institute has an
entire web page dedicated to the Red-tailed hawks nesting in their hawk box. I've seen the parents a few times, but not the fledglings.
Another lecture on audio file last night. Thank zombie jebus b/c my brain was fried by the time I got home from archives. While the instructor reviewed the definition of professionalism (referencing no fewer then 6 different dictionaries), I finished cross stitching the kitten. Just a little bit of background work to go and then I can start working on my own designs. Squee!
This morning, I was woken by an aggressively purring cat. After being shooed away from my face, he lay down behind my legs and glared at me from over my knees. PURRR PURRR PURRR. Naturally, Bratticus had decided to preempt the alarm clock by an hour. What a cutie.