lucky duck

After all the complaining I did about my job last week, it's only fair to report that, in some ways, it's a very good job indeed. For example, the building it's in is right across the street from Jamaica Pond, and my office window looks out over a lush green lawn and the pond itself. I just took my lunch hour to walk around the pond, stopping every now and then to watch the ducks and geese bobbing around, their squinty little hearts brimming with the hope of breadcrumb handouts. (They weren't disappointed, either.)

I realize that my blog is in danger of narrowing into variations on the theme of "I walked around outside, and it was fun," but hey - it's what I do.