So Garak went to New York City last weekend, and he took some phenomenal photographs while he was there. My favourite from the set was the shot of old buildings reflected in a body of water, complete with a few strands of willow framing it. In Central Park, though, he took a photo just for me, which absolutely must make an appearance in the Owlyblog:

Thank you, Garak!

Happy birthday, Ceri, only one day late! (Although I think I can be excused for the lateness of the blog entry, seeing how I was with her in person for most of the day, yesterday…)

Stellar proof of Ceri’s generosity: she gave my husband and I tickets to go see Stuart McLean tomorrow night. On her own birthday, she gave these plums to us.

She rocks.

And she now has ass-kicking boots. Like a combination of something space-age, and something out of The Matrix. Fear her.